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Late-night cuddles | Fluff
Translations:
Anata, my love/dear
Gomen, sorry
Aishiteru, I love you
Koishii, darling
"Good night, Anata." You mumbled into Kakashi’s warm chest, as both of you got into your bed. Kakashi let out a soft chuckle, planting a chaste kiss on your forehead as he pulled the soft silken blanket over both of your bodies.
"Mmhm, sleep well." He replied in a hushed tone.
On most nights, you and Kakashi would end up staying up pretty late into the night. Whether it be because you two were watching a movie, on a long dinner date, reading the newest Icha Icha Tactics book. Or simply because you were, *cough* ahem, enjoying yourselves.
But today was a bit different; you two had both just came back from a grueling mission, and were extremely exhausted. Rest was much needed to help relived all of the pains that riddled your muscles and joints.
You felt Kakashi's strong arm snake around your waist and into your pajama shirt, where he rested his hand on your stomach and nestled his face into the nape of your neck. The small gesture was enough to melt your heart and plaster a soft smile onto your face. You was a sucker for intimacy, and loved even the quickest of touches and grazes.
Huh...Your subconscious mind mumbled as you felt little drops of liquid slide down your neck. You felt Kakashi's arm tighten around you, whilst he peppered the helix of your ear with kisses. "Kakashi?" You let out a soft moan as he left a deep kiss on your neck.
"Gomen, (Y/N). I just h-had a nightmare. I'm fine now." Kakashi murmured. "Can we cuddle for a little bit?" He asked hesitantly. It was almost always you who asked to cuddled. Not that Kakashi didn’t like cuddling.
"S-sure." You turned to face Kakashi, and wrap your hands around his neck. His arms went up the back of your shirt, while you buried your face into his solid yet comfortable chest. You didn’t really understand why he would put his hands up your shirt like that, without intentions of touching you sexually. Yet still, you dearly enjoyed it.
"I promised that I would never leave you, (y/n)," Kakashi said. "Do you promise to never leave me?" He added.
"Kakashi, how can I leave you, if you never leave me? Idiot." You groaned with a slight giggle, pecking Kakashi’s lips with a soft kiss.
"Good point. I'm sorry."
"Mmhm."
"Aishiteru."
"I love you too, Koishii."
By he window, 1940s. Paul H. Oelman (American, 1890-1957). Toned gelatin silver
illustration by me 🎨
I would fucking give anything to see you for a day, to hug you for a minute, to hear you for a second.