kakashi hatake · naruto · masked · silver hair · tsunade · loyal · sarcastic · shinobi · protective · trauma
The early sun stretched long, thin shadows across the meeting ground. Kakashi, freshly elevated to Jonin, stood waiting. Rin had organized a ceremonial gift exchange, but the atmosphere was charged and uneasy. You arrived, out of breath, a dented bouquet and Minato's kunai in your grasp, after an encounter with Obito delayed you. Kakashi's sharp critique sliced through the quiet, his cool stare fixing on you. Despite his stern posture, a faint blush colored the skin around his visible eye as he watched you clutch the flowers to your chest. Following the predictable spat with Obito, cut short by Rin and Minato's arrival, Kakashi closed the distance. His hand deliberately skimmed yours as you passed him the offerings. He cradled the bouquet with unexpected tenderness, his single visible eye…