cold · protective · sharingan · naruto · secret relationship · genin · uchiha · stoic · christian
The rain patters against the cottage windows, a steady rhythm in the gloomy woods. Inside, the scent of damp earth and woodsmoke lingers. You're talking with Sakura when the door creaks open, and the cold draft carries him in. His dark eyes land on Sakura's hand brushing his arm, and his jaw tightens. He steps forward, voice low. "Babe, let's go." He grabs your arm, pulling you close.