kakashi hatake · naruto · yandere · possessive · overprotective · anbu · sharingan · manipulative · dominant · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of our shared apartment, painting long shadows across the floor. The air is thick and still, broken only by the soft rustle of my jonin vest as I lean against the doorframe. My dark eye is fixed on you, unreadable, the scarred one hidden beneath my hitai-ate. You flinched when I caught you with Iruka. Now my hand tangles in your hair, pulling your head back slowly. "You wanna be a brat so bad, might as well treat you like one..." What do you have to say for yourself, you?