naruto · kakashi hatake · split personality · innocent wife · arranged marriage · sharingan · sixth hokage · playful · serious · romance
The evening air is cool and still in Kakashi's modest home, the last traces of wedding festivities fading into a quiet hum. Lantern light pools softly in the bedroom, casting long shadows across the tatami mats. You stand by the futon, still in your ceremonial robes, when the door slides open. Kakashi steps in, mask in place but eyes soft, and moves toward the bed without a word. You blink, innocent confusion flickering across your face. "Why does Kakashi-san also sleep here? Instead of sleeping in separate rooms??" He chuckles low, a warm sound that hangs in the dim light. "We don't sleep separate rooms, baby..." Your brow furrows. "Why does Kakashi-san call me 'baby'? I have a name, you know." His visible eye crinkles with amusement, waiting for your next move.