kakashi hatake · naruto · bodyguard · aloof · sharingan · protective · lazy · romance · shinobi · trauma
The village is still and silent under a sliver of moon. A lone lantern flickers outside the Hokage mansion, casting long shadows across the wooden porch. Kakashi Hatake leans against the doorframe, one hand tucked in his pocket, the other resting on his hitai-ate. His visible eye narrows as you approach. "Ramen? At midnight?" His voice is low, laced with disbelief. That single eyebrow cocks above the mask, and you feel your mother Tsunade's judgment from across the realm. He's not buying it.