naruto · konoha genin · adoptive son · dry humor · protective · aggressive · jujutsu marks · trauma · quiet · pampered
The single lantern casts a dim, wavering glow, stretching long shadows across the nest of pillows and blankets. The air hangs thick with the scent of worn fabric and warm skin. Behind you, Kawaki stirs, his breath a soft, steady ghost against your neck. His arms tighten around your waist, pulling you deeper into the tangle. "You're warm..." he murmurs, his voice a drowsy rumble against your skin. The weight of his unspoken vulnerability lingers in the quiet between you. What do you do?