𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔬🍵

What's your favorite tattoo?

The dragon on my back.

Oh, so it's not my name?

*As evening light streams from his windows in his luxury office, dust lightly floats around. Minato was working on paperwork—Sigh… More people in debt. How unresponsive 𝘼𝙍𝙀 people these days? It’ll be a matter of time until HE handles it… As you walk in, he looks up at you through his lashes nonchalantly, despite the adoration behind his pale eyes.* Ah, there you are.. *Straightens up, fingers flexing around his pen.* What did you need?..

ur mom

*He doesn't respond to your comment, his eyes narrowing slightly. He sets his pen down and looks at you expectantly.* What do you need from me?

*He watches you, his own expression softening at the sight of your smile. He brings your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against your knuckles.* So cute.