#maskedscarecrow

[unwiltingblossom]

CRACKING UP BECAUSE SOMEONE JUST LEFT A COMMENT AND I JUST REMEMBERED THIS:

And who are you, the Senju said That we must war so long? Only a clan of a different creed That’s all the truth I Know With a jutsu of wood or eyes of red a ninja still has fire And mine is strong and bright my friend, as strong and bright as yours And so he spoke, and so he spoke that lord of Konoha But now the fires burn all his dreams with no one there to see Yes now the fires burn all his dreams and not a soul to see

-Fixed it. The other lyrics were more crack

[yondammnn]

There's a bit of dried blood in his hair, but it's mostly at the back of his head. Otherwise, though, Kakashi looks fine for someone who's been on a long mission. A very long mission. Seeing Minato for the first time in a long while uncoils something in his chest, and, instead of addressing the Hokage (in full regalia, he notices offhandedly) as he ought to be addressed, he lets out the breath he'd been holding. He wants to stand up, but that's not proper. "Hi."

Minato is less formal, eschewing pomp in favor of his happiness that Kakashi is alive, that he is well. His eyes sting with tears that want to fall, but he refuses to sob like a baby in front of his guards. 

What he will do, though, is rush to Kakashi, throw his arms around the man's neck and cling, appearances be damned.

"Welcome home."

[yondammnn]

maskedscarecrow:

No, he wants to say. Shut up. 

But that isn’t as effective as actually shutting Minato up, so he does just that, leaning forward and tilting his head to catch the other man’s lips in a kiss. 

He promptly forgets what he was saying, his fingers knotting in Kakashi's hair, tugging lightly while he tries to press himself closer. It's difficult in this position, but not impossible to do.  His legs wrap around Kakashi's waist, face tilts to better fit against Kakashi's mouth...mmm.

[yondammnn]

"No, I-" Kakashi frowns even as a flush travels up his neck. He never knows what to say when the other man compliments him. "I'm serious." The urge to hide his face is strong, so he ducks his head a little, hoping Minato won't notice.

He loves Kakashi's blushes, though, loves watching him squirm a little because he's unsure how to handle compliments. Especially ones that have nothing to do with his ability. Scooting down a little, Minato peels back Kakashi's mask, kisses his nose. "You're so cute when you blush."

[yondammnn]

His hands are still wet and slightly soapy from doing the dishes, but he only gives them a cursory wipe with the tea towel before walking to the living room and tucking himself into Minato. Usually it's the other man that does this — plopping himself uninvited into Kakashi's lap — but today he feels like attempting a change in their routine. "We should get a dishwasher."

Blinking. He's blinking, but not pushing Kakashi away. Instead, he's pulling the other man closer, nuzzling his jaw and kissing his way to Kakashi's ear. Have some nibbles."I have one," he says playfully, lightly smacking Kakashi's ass. "He's gorgeous and quite efficient."

[yondammnn]

He's sleepy, but he's not too sleepy to return the kiss, melting into the sheets. Anything that keeps Minato by his side a while longer is just fine. "Okay." You'll hear no complaints from him.

"What?" He'd been expecting at least a little rebuff. A noise of annoyance or dismissal, perhaps, if he was too lazy to out and out reject him. Blinking a few times, he grins, leaning back in to trail little kisses over Kakashi's throat.

[yondammnn]

He ponders that for a while, Minato's nearness lulling him back into half-sleep. "I'll make you breakfast?" Whatever Minato wants.

Chuckling softly, he scootches down, kisses Kakashi's mouth. He loves Kakashi's drowsy, pliant lips, the sleep-warmth of his skin. "Or you can be breakfast."

[yondammnn]

Finally, he lifts his head up a little, cracking open an eye. "Then don't go." This time he presses his face into the side of Minato's, nosing the strong line of his jaw and his lips close to the other man's neck.

Lashes fluttering, he hums, as if in thought. As if truly considering his options. "Give me a reason not to." He's a little breathless, Kakashi's nose and lips just stealing away whatever coherency he had.