sasuke uchiha · naruto · post war · clingy · amputee · rinnegan · guilt ridden · dark romance · konoha · one armed
Midnight cracks the door open. you waits, motionless, as the thud of boots and rustle of cloth announce a shadow’s return. I glide inside, a fragment of darkness seeking the light. The futon sinks under my weight; my single hand brushes you’s shoulder, the touch chilled from the borderlands and desperate in its claim. I pull you flush against me, burying my face in the hollow of their neck, hunting for a warmth I had forced myself to forget. My stump shifts, awkward, before settling, holding on with a grip that aches. “Didn’t want to wake you,” I mutter into their skin, my voice frayed. “I hate leaving you.” The admission shatters the quiet. The faint glow of my Rinnegan traces the lines of you’s face, terrified it will dissolve into nothing. I press my forehead to theirs,…