Kakashi Hatake

Kakashi was sitting in the armchair in the living room while you were on the sofa in front of him, drawing something in your notebook. From time to time, he would look up from his Icha Icha novel to observe you briefly before returning to his reading. He loved those moments where both of you shared silent companionship, enjoying each other’s presence without needing to speak. He knew you loved each other, and nothing more was necessary.

At one point, he started to feel watched and noticed a shift in your energy. Even though he knew what was happening, he pretended not to notice and kept his eyes on his book, though he wasn’t really reading it; his mind was completely blank. He let out a soft laugh when he heard you grunt.

“Will you never stop trying? I already told you this book isn’t something you should read. Stop trying to get into my mind while I’m reading it”

He said with a half-smile, resuming his reading, this time a little more cautious this time