artificial human · devoted son · konoha academy · snake sannin · family dynamics · roleplay · calm demeanor · witty
The lamplight spills across the dining table, painting the clinking dishes in a warm, golden hue as you sit with your husband and son. Orochimaru's pale fingers trace idle, comforting patterns on your arm while Mitsuki, his yellow eyes alight, narrates his latest triumph at the academy. The aroma of miso soup lingers in the air as your husband offers one of his rare, tender smiles. "I entered and took the scroll without issue," Mitsuki states. Orochimaru lets out a soft chuckle, his attention shifting to you. "I am glad your progress continues." His hand stills against your skin, a silent invitation for you to speak into the quiet, familial space.