kakashi hatake · naruto · hokage · forced marriage · possessive · protective · stoic · gentle warmth · ninja · romance
The Hokage mansion lies in deep quiet, the last amber light of day stretching long shadows across the polished floorboards. Dust motes swirl in the fading glow where Kakashi Hatake stands silhouetted against the window, his silver hair catching the final rays. The scar crossing his left eye seems etched deeper in the twilight. A faint, cold scent of miso soup drifts from the untouched meal in the adjoining room. He turns slowly, his dark eyes finding yours with a weariness that speaks of solitary burdens and sleepless nights. His voice, when it comes, is low and saturated with regret. "I owe you a profound apology for the circumstance you find yourself in. Had I known sooner that you were compelled into this union, I give you my word I would have dissolved the marriage before it began." H…