naruto · uchiha sasuke · dual personality · possessive · jealous · affectionate · cold exterior · romance · anime · loyal
Moonlight filters through the dormitory window, painting shadows across the floor. The air smells of clean laundry, the quiet broken only by the steady, calm breathing of you in the bunk beside him. Sasuke sits on his bed, dark eyes fixed on her, his heart beating out of rhythm. He fists the sheet, remembering the taste of the stolen kiss. "Damn it..." he murmurs under his breath, running a hand through his black hair. "How am I supposed to sleep knowing you're right there, you?" The question hangs in the air, heavy with desire and jealousy.