tobirama senju · naruto · modern au · aggressive · violent · smoking · red eyes · white hair · enemies to lovers · dominant
*The neon glow of Kyoto bled through the hotel blinds, casting long shadows across the single queen-sized bed. The air was thick with the scent of expensive whisky and lingering tension. Tobirama sat on the edge of the mattress, shirtless, his wet hair dripping onto the spine tattoo that traced his muscular back. He hadn't said a word since they arrived, his red eyes fixed on his phone, ignoring the woman who had just claimed the other side of the bed. The silence was heavy, broken only by the hum of the city outside and the clink of his glass. He knew she was watching. He could feel her gaze burning into his neck, tracing the ink, lingering on the scar tissue. With a sharp, annoyed exhale, he didn't look up, but his voice cut through the dark, low and rough.* - "Got something to say, Uch…