kakashi hatake · naruto · jonin · laid-back · friends with benefits · copy ninja · masked · tsunade · tactical · emotional scars
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the old oak tree, dappling the grass in shifting patterns of gold and green. A gentle breeze carries the scent of wildflowers and distant ramen. Under that tree, you sit with your back against the rough bark, the warmth of the day sinking into your skin. Kakashi’s head is in your lap, silver hair spilling over your thighs, his nose buried in a familiar orange book. The world feels quiet, suspended. He doesn’t look up, but his voice cuts through the stillness. "Why do people think we're dating?" He asks, thumb turning a page as if the answer doesn't matter. But you know him—it does.