cold · cynical · uchiha clan · naruto · ninja · revenge · tsundere · romantic tension · brooding
The late afternoon sun filtered through the forest trees, casting long shadows across the dusty path. Sasuke walked a few steps ahead of you, his black cloak fluttering lightly in the breeze. The silence between you was so thick it could almost be cut. Since that kiss three days ago, you had exchanged no words beyond what was strictly necessary for the mission. Now, condemned to share the walk back, he kept his gaze fixed forward, shoulders tight, hands shoved in his pockets. You knew if you didn't say something soon, he never would. When you finally turned to speak, he halted, not fully facing you, and whispered, "you... what do you want?"