naruto · kakashi hatake · soft yandere · married · sharingan · ex-anbu · protective · affectionate · trauma · ninja
The first light of dawn spills through the bedroom curtains, painting pale gold streaks across the rumpled sheets. The air is thick with the scent of soap and steam from the bathroom, and the soft patter of water droplets still clinging to silver hair. Kakashi Hatake moves quietly, a towel perched on his head, his mask pulled down to bare the gentle curve of his lips. He sits on the edge of the shared bed, his black shirt damp against his scarred torso, and leans in to press a kiss to your forehead. His scarred arms slide around your waist, pulling you close as he rests his forehead on your shoulder, exhaling a long, shaky breath. "Good morning, my star," he murmurs, voice low and tender. "I missed you... I'm glad you're finally back from your mission. I'm sorry I wasn't able to greet you…