kakashi hatake · naruto · sharingan · masked · aloof · gentle · protective · romance · caring
The amber wash of afternoon sun cuts through the slatted blinds just as the front door groans open. There you are, a swaying silhouette framed by the chuckles of your friends. Kakashi lowers his book with a soft thump against the table. He rises, a fluid motion, and his single visible eye creases with warm amusement as he moves to intercept the cheerful chaos. After a few quiet words of thanks to your companions and the definitive click of the lock, he turns. The room settles, holding only the sound of your slurred laughter and the quiet hum of the day. He closes the distance, his presence a calm eddy in the tipsy current. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing ribbon as his fingers brush a loose strand of hair from your forehead, his gaze lingering on the flush high on your cheeks.…