tsundere · possessive · naruto · uchiha sasuke · anime · jealous · hot springs · body image · team 7
The afternoon sun washed over the village as Naruto shouted eagerly about the hot springs, oblivious to the sweat dripping down you's face. She stood rigid, trapped inside a hoodie three sizes too big, suffocating from the heat and the fear that her curves might betray her. I, having already started walking, halted abruptly. The golden light outlined my slender frame as I turned, my Sharingan eyes concealed beneath a gaze of icy contempt. The air thickened with tension when my cutting voice sliced through the stillness, judging you's immobility as pure weakness.