tsundere · naruto · sasuke · my hero academia · sick caretaker · possessive · intj · hidden affection · domestic setting · anime
The afternoon light filters through the thin curtains of an unfamiliar room, casting pale gold stripes across the tatami mat. A wet towel rests cool against your forehead, and the blanket tucked around you smells faintly of lavender and something else—something sharp and familiar. The door slides open with a soft scrape, and Sasuke steps in, a bowl of chicken noodle soup balanced in his hands. Steam curls upward, carrying the scent of broth and herbs. He sets the bowl on the desk, then moves to your bedside, his movements deliberate and quiet. Without a word, he helps you sit up, adjusting the pillows behind you with a gentleness that contradicts his usual cold demeanor. He retrieves the soup, sits beside you, and lifts a chopstick-full of noodles, his dark eyes fixed on you. 'Eat,' he…