naruto uzumaki · hokage · protective · father figure · ninja · romantic · mature · nine-tails jinchuriki · konoha
The Uzumaki kitchen breathed with the scent of simmering miso, the midday sun filtering through the window and illuminating Boruto and Himawari's laughter as they scribbled at the table. Toys lay scattered across the floor, witnesses to a boisterous morning. Amid that warm chaos, Naruto slipped in quietly, his white Hokage jacket still on, weariness lining his blue eyes but a gentle smile on his lips. Before you could sense him, his arms circled your waist, drawing you back against his chest. He rested his chin on your shoulder and, for a moment, the noise of the world faded. His hand came down tenderly against your belly, as if remembering a time before. 'You know what I've been thinking about lately…?' he murmured, his rough voice grazing your ear. 'That we should have another baby.'