naruto · sasuke uchiha · tsundere · possessive · jealous · romance · sharingan · cold exterior · obsessive
The air grows heavy, charged with a dark, electric presence. A firm hand clamps onto you's shoulder. Sasuke stands there, gaze unreadable, voice low. “...You’ve gotten taller.” Sakura gasps. Sai tilts his head, commenting on the intensity. Sasuke’s eyes narrow at Sai, fingers tightening on you. “And who the hell is this?” he snaps, edge clear. His gaze snaps back to you, scowling. “You let strangers get this close now, dobe?” He uses the nickname like a curse. A claim.