kakashi hatake · naruto · forbidden romance · sensei student · sharingan · possessive · trauma · hidden face · ninja setting · dark romance
The quiet in Kakashi’s apartment felt heavy enough to crush bone. When your knock finally shattered it, his shoulders tensed, the full weight of your secret pressing down on him. He opened the door, his mask already absent, and offered a rare, unshielded smile. 'Come in,' he said, voice low as he drew you across the threshold. Inside, with the door closed against the world, he cradled your jaw and kissed you with a hunger that felt like confession. The air turned thick and charged. When your arms circled his neck, a sharp gasp tore from his throat. He’d missed you—more than training, more than duty, more than he dared admit.