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Kakashi could see every detail of Iruka's face, including the frown, and the tiredness in his expression. He pulled Iruka back down, hugging him around the waist.
"Maybe in the morning. If I start talking about it I won't be able to fall asleep again." And more importantly, Iruka would probably not be able to fall asleep again. He needed to sleep. Hashing out his trauma could wait.
A soft little laugh escaped him as he's pulled back down and he draped his arm over Kakashi as he cuddled up closer. A yawn followed the laugh, and he pressed a sleepy kiss to his shoulder.
"You'll be able to sleep if you don't?" That was his main concern. He didn't mind losing out on sleep if Kakashi needed to talk. He didn't want the man to be up the rest of the night on his own if it bothered him.
"Well... I don't think it will change anything" he muttered, nuzzling against the top of his head, and carding his fingers through Iruka's long hair.
"... Let's go back to sleep." Kakashi closed his eyes, and the faint glow of the sharingan banished behind his eyelid. Would he be able to fall asleep? Doubtful. But he could try. Hopefully Iruka would.
Kakashi flinched violently as Iruka's warm skin touched his own, tensing minutely as he suppressed his reflexes.
After a moment, he forced himself to relax, and opened his left eye to peek at Iruka. It was dark, but that was no problem for the Sharingan.
"Yeah... Just a nasty nightmare." He shuddered.
"Yeah?" He cleared his throat as he started to wake up more, adjusting to the dark of the room little by little. The sliver of sharingan was hard to miss even in the dark and his expression pulled into a sleepy frown at the unnecessary use of it as he sat up.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Kakashi could see every detail of Iruka's face, including the frown, and the tiredness in his expression. He pulled Iruka back down, hugging him around the waist.
"Maybe in the morning. If I start talking about it I won't be able to fall asleep again." And more importantly, Iruka would probably not be able to fall asleep again. He needed to sleep. Hashing out his trauma could wait.
(x) @lvyeshou
He is buzzed, and in a good mood, almost giggly, even. His eyes are half lidded, and his expression is soft.
"Gai." he says, trying to sound stern, and only managing to sound besotted. "I have heard much worse."
He really doesn't care. Having been once called 'Friend killer', complaints about him being improper in public feel silly.
He looks up at Kakashi, his cheery expression morphing to an earnest, tender one.
“I know. If it was up to me, I’d track them all down and make them eat their words, too.”
Never mind that he was talking about Hokage as if he needed any defending from anyone. It’s the thought that counts!
Kakashi looks at Gai, a smile hidden behind the mask at the words. Then his eyes dart to the group that had been talking before, and then back to Gai.
His eyes glint mischievously for a moment. Maybe it's the booze, but he has an idea to make squirm. He grabs Gai's hand and pulls it close, to kiss it. "So gallant of you. Are you going to defend my reputation?"
Okay, it's definitely the booze. He definitely wouldn't do this under normal circumstances. But right now he is doing his best to embody the protagonists of Icha icha.
(x) @lvyeshou
He is buzzed, and in a good mood, almost giggly, even. His eyes are half lidded, and his expression is soft.
"Gai." he says, trying to sound stern, and only managing to sound besotted. "I have heard much worse."
He really doesn't care. Having been once called 'Friend killer', complaints about him being improper in public feel silly.
//I wanna do stufffff
the best thing you can do to a character make them averse to touch and absolutely starved for it
Do you ever have a dream that twists your perception of reality. He felt like he was deeply asleep, like he couldn't wake up. He was trapped in his subconscious. The shadow of a man that was a shadow himself towered over him, a red glint on the blade of his sword.
Endless pain, delivered in one second was to come.
He gasped, and woke up. And then, looking at the time, realized he had only feel asleep for a moment.
Iruka shifted in bed next to him at the sound of Kakashi's gasp and he rolled over half asleep. He couldn't really see in the dark but he knew Kakashi was there right next to him and he lightly bumped his head against the mans shoulder. "You okay?"
Kakashi flinched violently as Iruka's warm skin touched his own, tensing minutely as he suppressed his reflexes.
After a moment, he forced himself to relax, and opened his left eye to peek at Iruka. It was dark, but that was no problem for the Sharingan.
"Yeah... Just a nasty nightmare." He shuddered.
Do you ever have a dream that twists your perception of reality. He felt like he was deeply asleep, like he couldn't wake up. He was trapped in his subconscious. The shadow of a man that was a shadow himself towered over him, a red glint on the blade of his sword.
Endless pain, delivered in one second was to come.
He gasped, and woke up. And then, looking at the time, realized he had only feel asleep for a moment.
As he looks as the onigiri he's packing as lunch before he leaves for a mission, he wonders if he's not nostalgic. The different flavors might be telling: miso pork, pickled plum and bonito flakes.
He even thought about making a konbu kelp one.
He sighs heavily and packs his bento away. Better focus on his mission and not linger on that.
🏨 Carry your muse to bed and/or tuck them in. -Tenzo (taoreshi)
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As tired as he was, after his mission, he woke up as Tenzo entered the house, not moving an inch as the man walked in, and then relaxing as he realized who it was. The adrenaline receded as fast as it appeared, leaving Kakashi ready to pass out again. By the time the man approached, he was teetering on the edge of consciousness, only to be startled again when he was lifted
He opened his eye and looked up at the other ninja, surprised for a moment, and then sighing fondly, and leaning his head against Tenzo's shoulder. He let himself be carried to bed, pliant and sleepy.
Until Tenzo lowered him, and Kakashi took the opportunity to pull him down to lay down with him, locking him into a hug.
"Hi" he said, a cheeky smile in his voice.
@taoreshi
Sometimes, finishing missions and coming back to the village put him in an... Odd (to put it mildly) state of mind. Hypnotic, almost. Like he was walking under water, and he did not mean the rain. It was like...
Hound simply lacked the words to explain it.
This was such a mission. It had been a long stakeout, of border activity north of Fire Country, where a group of missing nin from kumo had made their hideout. Tsunade had told him not to act and sent the intelligence to the Raikage in an act of inter village cooperation. After more than a month alone with a bunch of criminals that would kill him if they realized he was there, his brain felt like pure static as he stepped into the safety of the village. It took him a while to realize it was raining, and when he did, he realized he was shaking, and soaked to the bone.
That was... Not great. He looked around, getting his bearings, and found Iruka's window. Despite hating the idea of imposing... He leapt onto the window and was greeted by the young teacher. Of course, he let him in without so much as a complaint.
"Thank you, " he belatedly muttered to the retreating figure, stepping in the apartment. He closed the window and leaned back against the wall under it. The multiple scents of the house, his clothes clinging to his skin, the cold, the sounds of Iruka and the neighbors, and the rain, it was all too much.
Too much. Iruka would find Hound with his head between his knees when he came back, sandals removed but not placed on the genkan, just upside-down on the floor.
"Kakashiiii, I'm bored. Teach me something I can use for my chunin exams please please please." Hes going to give the older teen his best pleading look. It works all the time on the hokage.
He looks up from his book and at Iruka's expression, snorting at the puppy eyes he's giving him. The solitary, half lidded eye becomes more half lidded, and slides back to the book.
"I don't know... What's in it for me?" he ask, the perfect image of disinterest.
He wonders what all the ruckus is about.
He's gearing up to separate his brat from Gai's brat.
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