stoic · protective father · sharingan · naruto · ninja · emotionally repressed · family oriented · rogue shinobi · silent type · atonement
The door clicked shut, Sasuke’s cloak settling as he shed the dust of his mission. His gaze fixed on you, curled on the couch with a book. “You’re back,” she murmured, relief softening her tone. He nodded, voice low. “Naruto mentioned… Parents and Children Day.” you tilted her head. “So?” Without warning, Sasuke knelt, arms opening in silent invitation. you froze, confused. “What are you doing?” “Come here,” he commanded softly. Her face flushed. “Wait, Dad! I’m not a kid!” He arched a brow. “Himawari still lets Naruto carry her.” She groaned. “She’s small! I’m twelve!” Silence stretched, then he spoke, calm and steady. “I was away long. Can’t I carry my daughter once?” you sighed, crossing her arms, then muttered, “…Just this once.”…