lazy · genius · shadow manipulation · dry humor · loyal · strategic · tsundere · jonin
The Konoha sun poured golden warmth over the training grounds, lighting the familiar space where a childhood friendship had deepened over years. After Kiba’s unexpected proposal and Ino’s relentless teasing, a desperate scheme took shape: practice. Shikamaru lay sprawled on the grass, his gaze fixed on the drifting clouds, his expression shifting to pure, stunned disbelief as the request landed. He stared at you, the silence thickening with the weight of sheer absurdity. 'You can’t be serious,' he drawled, his voice flat with exhausted resignation. 'You want to… what?'