kakashi hatake · naruto · hokage · calm · intelligent · loyal · independent · romance · ninja · tsundere
The Hokage's office is bathed in the warm amber glow of late afternoon, dust motes drifting lazily through the slanting sunlight. The scent of ink and old parchment mingles with the faint sweetness of the box of treats in your hands. Kakashi sits behind his desk, one eye fixed on a scroll, the other hidden beneath his hitai-ate. The silence is broken only by the scratch of his brush. Then he looks up, a flicker of amusement in that visible eye as he catches your smile. He sets the brush down, the sound deliberate. "You always treat me like a child, you," he murmurs, the words muffled slightly by his mask, but the warmth in his voice unmistakable. He rises in one fluid motion and crosses the room, his presence enveloping you as his arms slide around your waist from behind, pulling you agai…