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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male › Kakashi/Iruka
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Adult
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74
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1,373
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7
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Wet Socks (Bothersome List)
Wet Socks:
The cursing gave Iruka away before even his chakra signature would have. By the time Iruka got through the door Kakashi was waiting for him with a cup of cocoa.
“Here.” Kakashi took his bag, handed the mug over, kissed Iruka’s cheek, and then unzipped his vest. He helped him shrug out of it then hung it up.
Iruka didn’t say anything, just stared.
Kakashi got him to sit on the couch, crouched in front of him, and started taking Iruka’s shoes and wraps off. They were dripping wet. He set them aside and then rubbed the tan feet until they were warm. “I hate snow and ice and rain when they’re all combined,” he commented casually. “Even with the winter shoes and the weather-proofing my feet always get wet.”
“Kakashi...”
He looked up, his hands still rubbing Iruka’s calf.
Iruka opened his mouth, closed it, furrowed his brow, and opened it again.
It was amusing but he decided to take pity on Iruka. “Mah, Iruka just say whatever you want to say and stop thinking so hard.”
The tan cheeks flushed a bright red. “It’s just--” he hesitated again, “--I never would have figured you to play happy home maker.”
Kakashi’s own cheeks warmed at the comment, he rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “That makes me sound like a girl. I was thinking more like romantic night in with the boyfriend. I mean we are--” His cheeks burned as he forced the words up his suddenly tight throat. “--aren’t we?”
Iruka chuckled then leaned forward and kissed Kakashi. “I come home from a bad day like today with soaking wet socks and feeling absolutely misreable to you being completely baffling but amazing... Kakashi I am anything you want me to be.”
The cursing gave Iruka away before even his chakra signature would have. By the time Iruka got through the door Kakashi was waiting for him with a cup of cocoa.
“Here.” Kakashi took his bag, handed the mug over, kissed Iruka’s cheek, and then unzipped his vest. He helped him shrug out of it then hung it up.
Iruka didn’t say anything, just stared.
Kakashi got him to sit on the couch, crouched in front of him, and started taking Iruka’s shoes and wraps off. They were dripping wet. He set them aside and then rubbed the tan feet until they were warm. “I hate snow and ice and rain when they’re all combined,” he commented casually. “Even with the winter shoes and the weather-proofing my feet always get wet.”
“Kakashi...”
He looked up, his hands still rubbing Iruka’s calf.
Iruka opened his mouth, closed it, furrowed his brow, and opened it again.
It was amusing but he decided to take pity on Iruka. “Mah, Iruka just say whatever you want to say and stop thinking so hard.”
The tan cheeks flushed a bright red. “It’s just--” he hesitated again, “--I never would have figured you to play happy home maker.”
Kakashi’s own cheeks warmed at the comment, he rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “That makes me sound like a girl. I was thinking more like romantic night in with the boyfriend. I mean we are--” His cheeks burned as he forced the words up his suddenly tight throat. “--aren’t we?”
Iruka chuckled then leaned forward and kissed Kakashi. “I come home from a bad day like today with soaking wet socks and feeling absolutely misreable to you being completely baffling but amazing... Kakashi I am anything you want me to be.”