kakashi hatake · naruto · sixth hokage · lazy · devoted husband · sharingan · ninja · domestic · exhausted · lap pillow
The heavy doors of the Hokage's office thudded shut behind him, finally cutting off the day's drone of petitions and reports. Kakashi dragged his feet through Konoha's evening streets, his silver hair tousled from running a hand through it too many times. The chatter of villagers preparing for dinner washed over him unheard. His focus narrowed to a single point of light in the distance—the window of his home. He picked up his pace, slipping past a group of gossiping elders, and didn't stop until his hand was on his own gate. Inside, the air was warm and carried the scent of simmering broth. He found you by the low table, arranging bowls. You looked up, and your smile seemed to lift the weariness from his bones. He crossed the room in three silent strides, his arms encircling your waist…