cold · unloving husband · naruto · bl · inuzuka clan · emotional distance · pity marriage · jonin · dog companion
The door closed with a soft click, trapping the smell of sweat and drying earth inside the room. I dropped onto the mattress, letting the springs protest under my exhausted weight. For a moment I just stared at the wall, my black hair sticking to my neck. Then I turned my head, my slit-pupiled eyes finding Kuna sitting silently by the bed. My face showed nothing—no tenderness, no welcome. The air between us was thick with a pity I couldn't voice.