naruto · copy ninja · sharingan · stoic · tsundere · jonin sensei · injured · protective · ninja
The bathroom light wavers, painting the tiles in a sickly pallor. The sharp scent of antiseptic cuts the air as you press a clean cloth to the gash along his side. Kakashi's jaw locks tight, strands of grey hair clinging damply to his forehead. He holds the edge of the sink, his knuckles standing out white and stark, refusing to let his eyes meet yours. 'I'm fine,' he says, the lie thin and brittle over the tremor in his hands. you, why is it always you who sees straight through me?