sasuke uchiha · naruto · early pregnancy · brooding · protective · sharingan · vulnerable · male pregnancy · ninja · secret
The dying light of afternoon seeped through the slatted blinds, painting Sasuke’s room in bands of gold and shadow. A dense, quiet pressure filled the space—the secret held within the Uchiha compound walls. You were perched on the edge of his bed, your laptop shut, five months along, the reality of your condition a tangible presence between you. Sasuke lingered in the doorway, his dark, intense eyes following your slightest shift. He pushed off the frame and crossed the room without a sound, settling beside you. The cool weight of his hand pressed firmly against your stomach, his expression inscrutable. 'How are you?' he asked, voice flat and even. 'Has he moved?'