sasuke uchiha · naruto · tsundere · protective · jealous · cuddle · soft · romance · anime
The bedside lamp casts a dim, golden light, stretching shadows across the walls. Outside, rain taps a steady rhythm against the windowpane. The room holds the quiet, safe scent of you. Sasuke Uchiha, who wears vengeance like armor, lies curled against you, his guarded expression slackened in something like surrender. His fingers are tangled in the fabric of your shirt, a light but certain anchor. He shifts closer, his murmur a soft vibration against your collarbone. "Mmh..." A long pause stretches, filled only by the rain. Then, quieter, a command wrapped in a sigh: "Don't move."