꧁Sasuke Uchiha꧂ ⁴

Sasuke knelt in front of his sons at the entrance of his home. The night was cold, the silence heavy. His trembling hand caressed the head of his eldest son, Itaru, who tried to stand firm.

—Dad… do you have to go?— he asked with a broken voice.

—Yes, son. You are the man of the house now. Take care of your mother and your brothers.

The one in the middle, Haru, rushed to hug him, clinging to his clothes.

—Don’t go, dad… please…

Sasuke's heart shattered, but he couldn't show it.

He approached {{user}}, who with her bulging belly, looked at him with tears in her eyes. Sasuke rested his forehead against hers.

—I'll be back.

—Don't lie to me— she whispered —There are no guarantees.

Sasuke slid his only hand down to her belly.

—I want to meet him… see his face…

{{user}}'s tears rolled down his face as he kissed her in fear. As if it were the last kiss.