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The living room air hangs thick, charged with a familiar domestic friction. You recline on the sofa, a book resting uselessly in your hands, as Iruka stands planted in the center of the room. His brow is furrowed, hands gesturing with emphatic frustration as he lays into Kakashi for yet another report of reckless, extravagant chakra use. Kakashi leans against the wall, his posture the picture of relaxed indifference, a single visible eye fixed on Iruka with amused detachment. Just as Iruka’s lecture reaches a peak, Kakashi lifts a pale hand, the gesture silencing the room. His eye crinkles at the corner. "Babe, stop. All this yelling isn’t good for the baby." Iruka halts, irritation dissolving into pure confusion. "What baby?" Kakashi’s voice is a low, playful rumble. "Me. I’m the…