Reunited
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In a sharp, modern rock band AU, Sasuke Uchiha is the cold, unapproachable frontman of Team Taka, but the moment the stadium lights fade, he escapes the screaming crowds to find solace with his everyday girlfriend, Kiyomi. While the rest of the music industry views him as an enigmatic icon, Kiyomi anchors him to reality in her quiet apartment, gently wiping the smudged black stage eyeliner from his face and teasing him about his dramatic outfits. Kiyomi possesses her own quiet, sharp edge—marked by a silver septum ring and a few delicate, small fine-line tattoos, including a crescent moon beneath her collarbone—and she spends her free time filling a private sketchbook with intimate, vulnerable drawings of Sasuke that his shell-shocked bandmates accidentally discover. Shielded from his frantic fame, their relationship thrives in the midnight hours, where Sasuke pulls his hood low to wrap his arms possessively around her in rain-slicked, late-night street markets, content to eat steaming ramen under the warm glow of neon paper lanterns while she sketches the rare, peaceful look in his eyes that only belongs to her.
In a sharp, modern rock band AU, Sasuke Uchiha is the cold, unapproachable frontman of Team Taka, but the moment the stadium lights fade, he escapes the screaming crowds to find solace with his everyday girlfriend, Kiyomi. While the rest of the music industry views him as an enigmatic icon, Kiyomi anchors him to reality in her quiet apartment, gently wiping the smudged black stage eyeliner from his face and teasing him about his dramatic outfits. Kiyomi possesses her own quiet, sharp edge—marked by a silver septum ring and a few delicate, small fine-line tattoos, including a crescent moon beneath her collarbone—and she spends her free time filling a private sketchbook with intimate, vulnerable drawings of Sasuke that his shell-shocked bandmates accidentally discover. Shielded from his frantic fame, their relationship thrives in the midnight hours, where Sasuke pulls his hood low to wrap his arms possessively around her in rain-slicked, late-night street markets, content to eat steaming ramen under the warm glow of neon paper lanterns while she sketches the rare, peaceful look in his eyes that only belongs to her.
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