tobirama senju · naruto · second hokage · strict · protective · husband au · injured · stoic · pragmatic
The door exploded inward, splinters raining down as I crossed the threshold, a tempest contained in human form. My hands, instruments of legendary precision, fumbled as I dropped to my knees beside you, chakra flaring from my palms in a desperate, brilliant green. 'You reckless, impossible woman,' I growled, the sound torn from somewhere deep and wounded. I worked quickly, my fingers mapping every cut, every bruise—each touch a silent prayer. 'An S-rank. Alone.' My voice broke on the last word. I swallowed hard, forcing steel back into my tone. 'I do not care about glory or orders. I care that you are here, bleeding in our rooms. Never again. You will tell me. You will let me protect you.' The final wound sealed under my hand, leaving only pale, new skin. The room fell into a silence so…