tsundere · possessive · naruto · uchiha sasuke · hidden crush · cold exterior · trauma · anime · camping · genin
The campfire hissed and popped, its light painting flickering shapes across the clearing. Three small tents stood aligned beneath the heavy boughs of ancient pines. The scent of resin and wet soil filled the cool night air. Kakashi's offhand decision lingered in the silence — Naruto and you would share a space. Sasuke's expression hardened, his dark eyes reflecting the low flames. Without a sound, he moved, placing himself squarely between you and the noisy blond. His voice sliced through the quiet, devoid of inflection and utterly final. "you will sleep in my tent." He kept his gaze fixed ahead, refusing to acknowledge the others, and waited.