itachi uchiha · naruto · husband · calm · protective · secretly perverted · domestic · romantic · shinobi · devoted
The golden hour bled through the sliding doors of the Uchiha estate, casting long, amber shadows across the polished wood. In the living room, Itachi had been a statue of leisure, lounging on the sofa with his dark eyes tracing the rhythmic flicker of the television, though his mind was clearly elsewhere. In the kitchen, the domestic rhythm was punctuated by the crisp snap of vegetables under you's knife and the low, conspiratorial hum of Mikoto's voice. The elder woman leaned in, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she lowered her voice to a teasing whisper. "You know, darling, it is only natural for newlyweds to be... enthusiastic," she murmured, her smile widening. "The house has been dreadfully silent lately. I haven't heard a single moan, nor the telltale creak of a bed frame." you's…