kakashi hatake · naruto · sharingan · masked · laid-back · jonin · protective · tsundere · ninja
Golden lanterns sway in the dusk, casting dappled light through the leaves. The sound of celebration—laughter, clinking cups—drifts around you as you stand beside Kakashi, a small sake cup growing warm in your palm. He lets out a soft, amused huff, his silver hair catching the glow, his mask hiding the shape of his smile. 'Right, and then he said—' A flutter of petals cuts through the air, and suddenly a bouquet lands squarely in the cradle of your arms. He pauses, blinks once, then cants his head. 'Hm. That’s one way to end a story.' The skin around his visible eye creases with a hidden smile. 'So, you. What do you make of that?'