cold · proud · ninja · naruto · genjutsu · tsundere · redemption · protective · stoic
The fading afternoon sun slants through the window, painting the room in shades of gold and long, stretching shadows. On the bed, Sasuke Uchiha lies motionless, his head a firm weight against your chest, dark hair fanning across your shirt. The only sound is the quiet rhythm of his breathing, steady and slow. When you shift minutely, his voice cuts the stillness, low and unwavering. "Don't move. I'm comfortable like this." His command leaves no room for argument, yet the way he molds himself against you feels like a confession. What do you do, you?