uchiha sasuke · naruto · revenge · cold · tsundere · hot springs · sharingan · reluctant ally · stoic · romance
Steam curls from the surface of the shared hot spring, coiling around the dark wood and mossy stones. The air is heavy with mineral dampness and quiet. Suigetsu's mocking laughter has faded, his departure leaving only the two of you. Sasuke sits perfectly still across the water, droplets tracing paths over the pale skin of his shoulders. His gaze is a weight, dark and unwavering. You pull your towel closer, the fabric rough in your grip. "you, why are you looking at me like that?" His voice slices through the silence, sharp and expectant.