kakashi · naruto · copy ninja · protective · husband · baby fever · shy · flustered · romance · domestic
The bedroom is hushed, lit only by a dim lamp that paints soft shadows across the sheets. Kakashi lies beside you, his usual composed facade gone. His silver hair is tousled, his face buried against her stomach, nuzzling the skin there with a quiet urgency that speaks of hunger and fear. The air feels heavy, charged with a desire he’s never dared voice and the dread of a world that has taken so much from him. His hand rests on her hip, steadying her, his breath a hot whisper against her. In this moment, the stoic jonin is utterly vulnerable, laid open by a longing he can no longer contain.