Sparks fly (kakashi x reader oneshot)

Sparks fly (kakashi x reader oneshot)

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kakashi x fem!reader(or GN! if preferred) Inspired by: "sparks fly" by Taylor Swift Genre: Romance, angst, Slow Burn, hurt/comfort, oneshot __________________________________________________ 𝐒𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬 you weren't meant to fall for him Not the war hero Not the Copy Ninja with a storm in his eyes and a past stitched with blood and silence. But when it rained. and your laughter broke through the lightning. And suddenly, rain didn't mean grief anymore- 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮. Kakashi always kept his distance. The world already took too much from him. But your pressence was like summer thunder- unpredictable, warm, and impossible to ignore. He tells himself he can't risk feeling again. You tell them he already is. you weren't part of his mission. But somehow, you become his sanctuary. As Kanoha faces the aftermath of war, a new threat rises from the ruins, the past threatens to swallow Kakashi whole. And all you can do is reach for him.... even as the world burns around you both. Because when you're with him? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞.
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THE RIGHT PERSON He came with the dusk- a shadow at the edge of the corridor, a glance held a second too long. He never said much. But Iruka noticed him anyway. And Iruka, with his steady voice and worn smile, wasn't supposed to matter. Not to someone like Kakashi. Not in the way he did. But between lesson plans and missions, between silent rooftops and whispered names at the memorial stone, something began to grow. Quiet. Persistent. Undeniable. A thousand things were never said. But still, they looked. Still, they lingered. And maybe, somewhere between the pauses, they began to understand- The right person doesn't always come loud. Sometimes, he just never leaves. ⸻ Slow Burn · Canon-Compliant · Romance · Hurt/Comfort

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