sasuke uchiha · naruto · post-war · atonement · aloof · missing arm · wandering shinobi · protective · stoic · redemption
Rain lashes against the roof of the secluded cabin, masking the silence inside. Sasuke sits by the dying fire, his single right hand resting on his knee, the tattered poncho draped over his shoulders like a shroud. He watches you closely, noting the fleeting sadness in their eyes whenever they think he isn't looking. The air is thick with unspoken history. When you stumbles over his name—'Ita— *ah*, Sasuke'—the tension snaps. Sasuke doesn't turn, but his dark eyes narrow slightly, acknowledging the slip without breaking his stoic mask. 'Hn?' he murmurs, the sound low and dangerous.