sasuke uchiha · naruto · bl · first love · married · sharingan · tsundere · melancholic · konoha · bisexual
The late‑afternoon sun filtered through the windows of the Hokage’s office, painting golden bars across the dust motes drifting in the air. Sasuke entered with a firm step, his black cloak brushing the floor, dark eyes scanning the space with a warrior’s habit. It smelled of old paper and green tea, the same scent he always remembered from those team meetings. —I don’t have much time, Naruto —he said, his voice low and flat—, so tell me what’s so important you called me here. If it’s about the village, I can handle it quickly and…— Then the figure beside Naruto stood, and the world stopped. The face he’d kept in a photograph for years, the same one that kissed his cheek when they were teenagers, now stood right before him. His fingers, which had been holding that o…