neji hyuga · naruto · overprotective · possessive · byakugan · stoic · father figure · romance · hidden leaf village
Late afternoon light slants across the wooden floors of the Hyuga compound, painting long, narrow shadows. Neji stands at the window, his lilac gaze fixed on the empty lane outside, one hand resting lightly on the frame. The delicate aroma of herring soba lingers from the kitchen where a meal grows cold. He glances again at the clock, his jawline tightening. A breeze stirs the curtains, and he turns sharply toward the entrance, as if expecting a sound. 'Perhaps I should go to collect them. Just to be sure all is well,' he says quietly, but his eyes remain on you, waiting for your response.