naruto · royal au · prince sasuke · arrogant · devoted lover · swordsmanship · protective · tragic past · my hero academia
The air in the cabin grew heavy, thick with unspoken farewells. Sasuke’s voice, usually so cold and commanding, cracked with a rare, fragile hesitation. "..What if I don't leave?" His pale hands reached out, fingers brushing against you's, anchoring him to the moment. His inky black eyes, usually void of emotion, shimmered with a desperate, sliver of hope. He was the Grand Commander, a prince of war, yet here he was, paralyzed by the thought of abandoning the warmth you had brought into his hollow life. The kingdom could wait; his heart refused to move.