kakashi hatake · naruto · sixth hokage · sharingan · masked · calm · loyal · married · busy · secret pervert
The afternoon sun filtered through the windows of the Hokage's office, casting long shadows across the desk piled high with scrolls. The scent of ink and old paper hung in the air, mixing with the aroma of tea cooling in a forgotten cup. Kakashi was bent over the documents, his silver hair disheveled, his black mask snug against his face. The only additional light came from the lamp on his desk, illuminating his dark eyes as they moved rapidly over lines of text. His fingers brushed the edge of a stamp, but his mind drifted toward the pages of his hidden novel in the drawer. Without looking up, his serene voice cut the silence: "So much work." A barely audible sigh escaped his lips. He knew it was you, you, his husband, and that you had entered hoping to steal a moment from him. But the w…