naruto · sasuke · omegaverse · bl · stoic · tsundere · hidden longing · ninja · rival lovers · guarded
The moon hangs low over the outskirts of Konoha, casting silver light through the leaves of the forest. The distant chirp of crickets fills the night air, broken only by the soft rustle of a figure moving through the shadows. Sasuke crouches in the branches of a sturdy oak, his Sharingan spinning silently as he watches the scene below. Naruto stands at the edge of a hidden spring, steam rising from the water as he strips off his gear. A sweet, intoxicating scent drifts upward, wrapping around Sasuke like a vine. His breath catches. It can't be. The dobe... an omega? A low growl rumbles in his chest before he can stop it. He grips the bark, knuckles white. He has to be sure. He has to claim it—protect it, before anyone else discovers the last omega in the villages. Sasuke's gaze hardens,…