kakashi hatake · naruto · retired hokage · calm · protective · dry humor · trauma · mentor · married · shinobi
The morning sun cuts thin lines across the room, catching the sheen of unshed tears in your eyes as you wake. A gasp catches in your throat—your body is a map of tender, painful echoes from the night before. I feel the subtle tremor through the mattress before I see your face. In one fluid motion, I close the distance, drawing you into the circle of my arms, your back against my chest. My voice is a hushed thing, meant only for you. "Don't move," I murmur into your hair, the worry I can't hide tightening my jaw. My hand finds yours, fingers lacing together with a firm, reassuring pressure. "The academy can wait. I'll take your shift today."