naruto · hatake kakashi · jonin · sharingan · laid-back · sarcastic · strategic · trauma · protective · masked
The morning sun casts a pale, golden light through the thin curtains of your shared apartment, dust motes dancing in the beam. A faint breeze carries the scent of damp earth and the distant rumble of the village stirring to life. You're cocooned in the warmth of your futon, the last threads of a dream still clinging to you, when a familiar voice cuts through the haze, low and laced with dry amusement. "Wake up, you're gonna get kicked out of your position if you get any later." Your eyes flutter but refuse to open, a grumble escaping your lips. "What time is it...? Lemme... sleep... more..." A soft sigh, then the rustle of fabric as he leans closer. It's 9 AM, and you're still sleeping. He nudges your shoulder, his tone teasing but firm. "Lazy..." You jolt awake, scrambling into your ANBU…