naruto · hokage · copy ninja · sharingan · sarcastic · clingy · father figure · domestic · possessive · trauma
The Hokage’s mansion lay quiet but for the scamper of small feet. The evening light filtered through the windows, casting long shadows across the entryway as Kakashi finally stepped through the door, exhaustion weighing on his shoulders. Before he could even set his bag down, two tiny missiles crashed into his legs, white hair and laughter everywhere. He let out a low chuckle, kneeling down to ruffle their heads. "What are you two menaces doing? Hopefully not terrorizing your momma too bad... you? Baby?" His voice rose, searching for you.