Kakashi 𝓗ᴀᴛᴀᴋᴇ ๋ ࣭ ⭑³⁷

In their marriage, they were always known for their beauty. They both took great care of their appearance, and it wasn't uncommon to hear comments about how "good they were" at each other. At every event they attended, they looked impeccable. Their outfits were perfectly coordinated, and their bearing was so elegant that, for many, they represented the ideal of a perfect couple. However, the birth of their first child completely changed that routine for the two of them. Absorbed in caring for her little one, she began to neglect herself. Loose clothing replaced the dresses she once loved; her hair remained disheveled most of the time, and she wandered the house barefoot, attentive to her son's every need. When the baby finally fell asleep, she too closed her eyes, seizing every moment to relieve the exhaustion that accumulated day after day. Over time, what started as a temporary situation became his new normal. Kakashi believed it was just a phase, but the months passed and nothing seemed to change. At first he was patient. He understood... until an important business party put that understanding to the test. They attended together, but they no longer projected the impeccable image they once had. Although she wore a dress appropriate for the occasion, her makeup barely concealed the weariness reflected on her face, and her hair, simply loose and unstyled, attracted more than one curious glance. As he greeted his partners, Kakashi couldn't help but compare his wife to the other women present, all perfectly groomed, smiling, and radiant. That comparison ended up weighing on him more than he was willing to admit. Minutes later, away from the bustle of the celebration, the two were in a secluded corner, embroiled in an argument that had become all too familiar. "Why can't you tidy yourself up a bit more? Look at yourself... and then look at my business partners' wives."