Scenario requested by @pink-sunrise-56 : Reader has an anxious attachment style blended with social anxiety.
༄ Kakashi
Kakashi seems aloof, too calm, in a way that nothing can catch his attention, but there was something hidden behind his lazy air. You know, under that veil of his, you took out more colorful, telling looks.
In fact, precisely this worry that was burdening your mind attracted him for the first time. Mirroring his inner turmoil with such intense nervousness, he finds himself incapable of not helping you, catching the eye of everyone around him when he interferes.
He still remembers the time when you were in a friendly meeting with the jonins from your generation. Stepping in after a question about your past, landed by pure curiosity, made you freeze, hands trembling at the sight.
“You don’t need to answer if you don’t want to, [Name]. You don’t owe anyone an explanation for something personal from your life.”
After the surprised expression of others, resembling yours too, Kakashi found himself adjusting his tone; luckily enough, the redness of his cheeks was hidden under his mask.
But when you two started being together, Kakashi was so indirectly helping you by silent actions that you couldn’t help but feel anything more easy, bringing confidence in you — changing the subject brings on if he assumes it will be in a direction you’ll probably be anxious to answer; offering a quick walk around the town if he sees any sign of overwhelmed behaviour.
About the two of you? Despite being insecure sometimes, even about your relationship, you couldn’t ignore how careful he is, reassuring in his own way.
He even made a body language signal between you two when you needed help, not really a “Blink twice when you need help”, but more fitting to his personality. Head nods seem sufficient for him. Even just looking at him, telepathically saying what you need, and he will do it.
And of course, praise. Mostly making you blush instantly, especially when he does it (knowing Kakashi — probably intentionally) while whispering against your ear.
“Mhm, you are doing so well. I’m here.”
“I’m so proud of you. See? I know you would give your best. You should trust yourself more.’
༄ Itachi
Itachi is a very observant person since he was little, proven by the highest abilities he worked for, a very skilled man who was praised and looked up to by others. Still, he is humble enough not to act like an entitled one.
Itachi seems to be an expert in what he does; his insight and lack of prejudices taught for a very young eye would make people around him assume he is good at everything. They will be shocked to see the calmest, pacifist shinobi actually being more shy when speaking about inward feelings.
Meeting you and seeing such an introverted, kind person, he didn’t expect to be the one to speak more. He observed the difficulties you had from the start when speaking with others, and especially in public spaces. Also, Itachi will have imprinted forever how shy you were when you first met his parents, blushing and even stuttering for simple conversations.
He always tries to ease your mind, but even he sometimes struggles. Because he didn’t seem at first to calm you with his wise advice, like “Not everything that weighs you down is yours to carry. Feel the fear, but don’t let it control you.”
But he stopped doing that in the heat of the moment after you couldn’t contain a glare at him. So the worst scenario for him was to be open enough, look inward, and show more emotions, especially through affection. And of course, this also helped your fears of speaking about how he feels about you.
He will lean his body around you, maybe a hand on your back, a brushing finger around yours, a gentle caressing on your head, offering a smile that only you can sincerely appreciate. Itachi will avoid exposing you in too many interactions, intentionally taking the lead of a conversation if he sees any hint of you fidgeting.
The questions will follow instantly, something along the lines of. “Breathe with me.” — while he squeezes your hand. “Focus on my voice.” — while he whispers in your ear. “Do you want us to leave?” — not caring about where he is more than how you are feeling.
Also, there is no trouble so great or grave that cannot be much diminished by a nice cup of tea. Call it a bit questionable, but he tried to make you associate stress relief with tea, too. Every chance he could get, a chamomile, mint, or lavender tea, or anything you want, would be right in front of you. Listening to you, letting out your anxious thoughts as he embraces you at the same time.
༄ Obito
Obito is a simple man. Once he is in a relationship with someone he likes and loves — he will be obsessed. You want to cling to him? Do it every time. Don’t worry, you’ll even have a competition with him. Eventually, it even became overwhelming with his excessive caring.
“Baby? How are you?” He will say, kissing your cheeks, maybe your teary eyes, maybe your temple as he speaks. “What do you want me to do?”
He will be maybe even angrier if someone intentionally, maybe not, tease you or make you uncomfortable. Even making you step in after you saw him, too passive-aggressive to a clueless person, gripping his hand to catch his attention.
༄ Madara
Madara doesn’t understand the concept. What do you mean by anxiety? Anxiety for what? From people? Which people? Tell him, and he will resolve this in a minute.
If you have second thoughts about how he feels about you, you try to hide them enough so as not to show weakness to an arrogant man like him. But Madara isn’t stupid, never was.
“Care to say why my wife ignored me today?”
Wife, not girlfriend. He told himself before that if he were ever have someone, that would also be the only and last one for him.
Madara followed you, steps as slow and powerful as your heartbeat.
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about. I think you're imagining things.”
He snorted, looking down at you when you turned your body around, gasping at the closeness. His big, calloused hand touched your chin, raising it.
“I’m not that old, woman. Only my soul is.”
His insistence could be seen in the way he looked at you. A prisoner in his own world.
“Sometimes I don’t know what your priorities are, Madara, and if there’s space for me here.”
Madara thought it was disrespectful to say such nonsense to him, but your burning eyes showing your warm soul was enough for him to sigh, spreading the tear on your cheek with his thumb. Madara can be called any insults, but he is not that kind of a fool to want to see his wife cry.
“If I chose you and only you, it was because I wanted and that will never change in this lifetime.”
༄ Tobirama
Tobirama is a stern man who speaks bluntly about almost any topic. Maybe some people would’ve thought he would be an expert in a relationship, too, but you caught Tobirama struggling with his emotions, so he could ease your stress since the beginning — that’s what makes you appreciate it even more.
Although difficult to handle at first, Tobirama sees you for what you are enough to categorize it as a duty he must accomplish to be worthy as a husband.
“My partner for life is my wife [Name], who will be standing beside me in the chair as an equal, and she must be respected as much as you respect your leader.“ Followed by a firm squeeze on your hand, followed by a side glance that tells you everything he’s struggling to say directly.
༄ Shisui
Shisui is a down-to-earth man. Never arrogant about his own wins. But about other things? He’s a nuisance. At the same time, meeting him, he screamed in trouble.
“Itachi? Don’t tell me we have a new member of our team and you didn’t tell me.” His grin was shameful, yet not directed at his old friend. “What’s your name?”
Shisui saw that the sudden attention made you uneasy, and it was hard to speak more than a murmur.
“I’m [Name]. Nice to meet you.”
His eyes soften a bit, taking your hand to shake it gently along with a friendly smile.
“The pleasure is mine.”
One more trait Shisui has is patience. He was one of the few people who had as much patience as you need to accommodate new people; that’s how he set off a romantic spark. He was first to take you outside, at first with other people (mostly Itachi) and then only you two. He was the first to buy you flowers the first time when he confessed, adding after it a “Take your time,” to not feel pressure.
It’s normal for him to give you space when needed, reading the room pretty well. So it’s hard to fool him, hiding something from him.
“Is my baby upset with me?”
Your cheeks flush in a second at the nickname, not used yet to his cool-headed behaviour.
“I’m…not.”
He opened his arms, smiling to encourage you.
“Come on. Come here to me.” Shy and all, you couldn’t refuse his hugs. He starts running his fingers through your hair, speaking in a sweet tone only for you to hear. “Let me hear you, baby.”
༄ Sasuke
That was one of the reasons Sasuke was attracted to you in the first place. Your reserved, shy nature. You somehow remind him how pure a soul can be, easily embarrassed or nervous like he was as a child. If guided well, you could have the potential to achieve greatness.
Other times, he felt provoked by your reserved, closed side because that will make two of you, a mirror for himself.
Sasuke will be irritated if he sees you not standing up to yourself if someone is bothering you. But that anger will be redirected to the people, not you.
So imagine how he felt when you were the one confessing to him, all flustered and speaking almost in a whisper that made his heart tremble because you did that for him. That image with your stunning, pretty face will be forever in his mind.
Still, it will be harder to get out reassurance words from him. Firstly, because you wouldn’t tell him what’s wrong, only responding to silence until he wouldn’t take it anymore.
“Tell me.”
He spoke at the table in the shared kitchen, gripping the spoon near the tomato soup you prepared for him. So smooth with your small gesture like this, cooking one of his favourite meals, yet barely speaking to him.
You looked over your shoulder, giving a short side glance before speaking.
“Tell you what?”
“What happened?”
You gulped, but didn’t dare turn around to him again.
“Nothing?”
“Nothing?” He scoffed, rising from the table and coming closer until your breath starts being irregular. “Is that how it will be? Lying to eachother?”
That hurt. Sasuke was right, but how could you show him how flawed you are? What if he loves you less because of this?
At the lack of an answer, Sasuke turned you around until he stopped. His eyes widen, baffled by the tears in your eyes before you hide them with your hands.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to see me like this. It's not your fault, it's mine. Just mine…for doubting your love for me, is it? Because if you didn’t love me, you wouldn’t be with me, right?”
Sasuke was shocked to see this side of you, not used to hearing such big words that resonate with him. You weren’t the one thinking this, since he already thought this before starting this conversation. In fact, that was the most irritating thought poisoning his mind over and over.
He cupped your cheek slowly, even afraid to be this vulnerable, and gave you time to drop your hands to see your face.
“Don’t hide for me. You saw me as a whole, and I intend to do that too.”
You bit your lip in distress, and his eyes lingered before it locked on your eyes. Then, slowly, he leaned until your lips touched his. It was short, but the best he could do right now, along with a whispered “I don’t want anyone else.”
༄ Sakura
Having doubts while being with Sakura? Maybe for the first dates, because she made it official. Afterwards? No real reason. She’ll reassure you so much if you need it; not a day would pass without your cheeks getting warmer around her.
Just tell her once you are anxious about what she feels for you, and that’s it. Small tickets glued on the fridge for you to see when she’s not at home with encouraging words like “Good luck at work today! You’ll rock them!! Love you.” and probably multiple, small hearts near the writing. Inside your little storage glass with food made with love, you’ll have one of them too, especially if you had a bad day.
Although she’s a real deal when speaking about other insecurities, you saw the inner struggles that she tries to minimize. She forces a smile when she’s not in the right state of mind, so you don’t worry. How she dismisses when you start questioning her about how she feels.
Eventually, both of them manage to balance eachother for a stable, wholesome relationship.
