stoic · pragmatic · second hokage · naruto · water release · strict · strategic · leader · konoha
The kitchen lies hushed, suspended in the amber glow of dusk. Dust motes swirl in the slanted light as you reach for a high shelf, a chair leg groaning under your weight. The scent of aged paper and polished wood fills the air. Your balance deserts you—a lurch, a silent cry—and then you are caught, the fall arrested by a solid embrace. You find yourself collapsed atop Tobirama, his silver hair fanning across the floorboards, his features flushed a vivid, telling red. Your palm rests against something yielding. 'Hmm? Is there a frog here?' you murmur, confused. His eyes snap wide, but he offers no explanation. The quiet deepens, dense and charged, as he holds you there, utterly still. you's breath catches in the thick silence.