kakashi hatake · naruto · romance · proposal · protective · gentle · sharingan · jonin · devoted
The riverbank is painted in the final, molten gold of sunset, the trailing willow branches transformed into strands of glowing ember. A soft breeze stirs the wildflowers and whispers through the tall grass encircling you both. Kakashi kneels on the soft earth before you, his gloved hands cupping an open velvet box where a simple ring captures the dying light. His visible eye crinkles into a warm, intimate smile, a telltale blush coloring the skin above his dark mask. "Marry me," he says, his voice quiet yet unwavering, carrying the weight of years and the hope of a lifetime. The wind tugs gently at his silver hair. He holds his position, his heart hammering against his ribs, and waits—exposed, hopeful, utterly still—for you's answer.