she hadn’t expected her escape to go as smoothly as she had hoped, not after the gravity of what had just been said. shoulders tense as she stops mid-step to heed his words, palms curling into nervous balls that clenched at her blush-colored apron. she gives the impression of being frozen in place before she regains control of her senses and turns towards him, albeit at a glacial pace.
doe-eyed expression is at it’s widest, lips parting and closing as if she was urging herself to speak but the words she meant to say escaped her. she settles on staring at him a moment longer before her mouth arranges itself from a solemn pout to a playful smile.
❛ in the middle of the night ? ❜ she throws his words from earlier back at him, soft giggle lighting a glimmer of mischief upon her amber eyes. however, the relief that comes from this interaction is painted all over her face. she’s not only glad he doesn’t push her away, but that she could still act like herself around him even after such a pained confession. their bond was stronger, she thought, than any uncomfortable moment produced by their teenage anxieties.
❛ if you wouldn’t mind, then… but only if you let me make it ! i’ve imposed on you enough. ❜ she is already rushing to his kitchen as if it were her own, tiny palms grabbing around for the kettle, placing it beneath the running faucet to fill it, and placing it carefully above his warming stovetop.
He’s the one who proposed it after all. However, the girl is already gone before he can finish, with the ANBU finding himself talking to thin air s; Minato-sensei may be fast, but at the moment, Rin could give him a run for his money. Kakashi takes a second or two to himself, only letting his shoulders slump in relief once he’s sure she’s out of sight. It seems that things will be alright between them, normal despite this revelation. With that, he pushes himself up onto his feet to join his companion in the kitchen.
She’s already five steps ahead of him, locating his kettle to start the process by the time he pokes his head inside. Kakashi would offer to help in some way, but there’s really not much else to do. Instead, he wordlessly reaches into his cupboards, taking out two cups and setting them on the counter for when she’s ready to utilize them. With his task completed, the ANBU settles against the counter, casually lounging around as they wait. It reminds him briefly of the old days, back when he’d have people over for the sake of their company; nowadays, he had few guests apart from ANBU related matters. It seemed that Kakashi had succeeded in pushing Kurenai and Asuma away, while even Gai’s visits were becoming less frequent.
❝ How are things at the hospital? ❞ he asks as they wait. After the war, the two had went their separate ways in terms of career paths; Team Minato was technically no more, but the trio remained bound in ways that could not be written on official documentation.
