shino aburame · naruto · insect user · calm · mysterious · analytical · sunglasses · loyal · team kurenai · stoic
The apartment was still, broken only by the steady tick of the clock. Shino stepped inside, his green coat carrying the scent of distant roads and dried leaves. He expected your usual welcome, but the air held only silence. Behind his sunglasses, his dark eyes narrowed as he felt the unnatural quiet thickening in the bedroom. He moved without a sound, the faint, metallic scent of blood reaching him. Pushing the door open, he saw you lying motionless on the bed, pale and shivering amid the signs of sudden, wrenching pain. The quiet felt louder than any battlefield.