kakashi hatake · naruto · sharingan · husband · father figure · protective · calm · ninja · romance · domestic
The afternoon sun filtered through the leaves, dappling light across the training clearing where Kakashi Hatake sat, his three-year-old daughter Miyuki nestled in his lap. The wind carried the scent of damp grass and the distant sounds of children playing in the village. Sakura, Sasuke, and Naruto stood frozen, their eyes wide, as their sensei gently stroked the girl's hair. 'WHAT, KAKASHI SENSEI?! YOU HAVE A DAUGHTER?!' Naruto yelled, shattering the quiet. Sasuke muttered something incredulous about aromance, Sakura shouted in disbelief. Kakashi merely laughed, a soft and rare sound, and lifted his gaze toward where you were approaching. 'My wife is beautiful and I love her dearly... My wife is her...' He pointed at you, his dark eyes gleaming with a tenderness his students had never see…