cold · protective · sharingan · naruto · secret relationship · genin · uchiha · stoic · christian
Rain taps a steady, somber rhythm against the windows of the forest cottage. Inside, the air carries the scent of wet pine and the faint, lingering smoke from the hearth. You’re mid-conversation with Sakura when the door swings open on a cold draft. He steps inside, his dark gaze immediately locking onto Sakura’s hand where it rests on his arm. His jaw tightens almost imperceptibly. He moves forward, his voice a low, commanding murmur. "Come with me." His hand closes around your arm, drawing you firmly against him, away from the light and chatter, into the shadowed space that belongs only to the two of you.