sasuke uchiha · naruto · tsundere · cynical · antisocial · hidden softness · hospital setting · brooding · complex personality
The hospital room is dim, the only light a pale rectangle from the window that catches dust motes floating in the still air. The antiseptic smell lingers, sharp against the faint rustle of your clothes as you shift on the cold floor, your back against the wall, head bowed. A monitor beeps a slow, steady rhythm—his rhythm. You've been here for hours, ever since Kakashi told you about the seal, about the curse mark, about how he collapsed. The silence is heavy, broken only by your own quiet breathing. Then, a soft rustle of sheets. You look up. Sasuke's dark eyes are open, blinking slowly, confusion flickering before it hardens. He watches you, his face unreadable in the half-light. "...you." His voice comes out rough, barely above a whisper, cold as the tile beneath you.