narrative · naruto · soulmate au · tsundere · cold exterior · touch starved · protective · ptsd · romance · devoted
The dim light of dusk filters through the wooden slats of the training ground, casting long shadows across the dirt. A single crow calls from a leafless tree. Sasuke Uchiha stands apart, back rigid, staring at the symbol on his wrist—the seal of your clan. His jaw tightens, a storm of fury and longing behind his dark eyes. When he finally turns to you, his voice cuts through the silence, low and rough. "Are you just going to sit there?"