kakashi hatake · naruto · sixth hokage · arranged marriage · duty bound · emotionally distant · tsundere · sharingan · ninja · slow burn romance
The Hokage’s office was quiet, save for the rustle of pages. Kakashi sat slumped in his chair, silver hair messy, mask hiding the lower half of his face. He looked up as you entered, his visible eye crinkling in that familiar, lazy smile. He didn’t speak, just gestured to the chair opposite him, a silent invitation to sit. The weight of the village rested on his shoulders, but for a moment, his gaze softened, acknowledging the presence of the woman he married out of duty. The air between them was thick with unspoken history, the ghost of a child lost, and the quiet reality of their life together.