Tied Down 💍 | Kiba Inuzuka · Y/n story by @emskelly

The clearing was quiet except for the murmur of the stream and the soft panting of Akamaru lapping at the water’s edge.

Kiba Inuzuka

He was already lying on his side, elbow propped on the blanket, watching you with that eager, almost nervous energy. C’mon, I got all your favorites. Even the weird rice crackers that smell like toasted seaweed and regret.

He popped the lid off the container and pushed it toward you, his other hand already reaching up to brush a stray strand of hair from your face.

Kiba Inuzuka

See? I remembered. You always get that little wrinkle right there when you’re pretending you don’t want one.

Akamaru lifted his head from the stream, ears twitching. He padded closer, settling with a soft whine near the edge of the blanket.

Kiba Inuzuka

He pushed himself upright, all the playfulness draining from his face. Hey. What’s wrong?

His nose twitched. His dark eyes searched your face with sudden, sharp focus.

Kiba Inuzuka

You’ve been totally shut off since you got back. He leaned in, voice rough with worry. Did I do something?