Christmas KakaIru shorts
So there's this Christmas challenge going on over at KakaIru, but I didn't want to do all the 12/25 prompts so I just did these two little shorts. They are both PG-13.
Christmas Tree
Iruka sank down into the warmth of the blankets, snuggling up against his silver-haired lover. He smiled gently; this was the first time he had been invited to stay the night at Kakashi's apartment, and it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside to have been allowed that much closer into the heart and life of his skittish partner. Kakashi was half-propped up in the bed, Iruka laying across his bare chest and tucked under his arm. He gave Iruka an eye-smile; he still liked to have the security of his mask- kind of like a little kid clinging onto their security blanket when they were feeling scared or insecure. Iruka thought it was endearing, although he would much rather have Kakashi's beautiful face naked for him to gaze upon. The man was truly beautiful; there was just no other way to describe those chiseled features and fine-boned elegance. Iruka smiled back in utter contentment as Kakashi stroked his hair.
"Iruka koi?"
"Yes Kashi-kun?"
"I'd like to introduce you to someone."
Iruka stiffened at this; if some random jounin or chuunin was hiding in that closet and Kakashi suggested a threesome, Iruka was going to make his teaching-induced, earth shaking, window rattling conniption fits look like cute kid-pouting.
Tugging Iruka up so he was sitting beside him, Kakashi waved a hand toward his windowsill.
"This is Mr.Ukki!" Kakashi chirped (yes, chirped.)
Iruka just stared, then smiled a strained if not polite smile.
"Mr.Ukki," Kakashi addressed the plant as if it were an old friend, "This is Mr.UKE!"
"....Kakashi....that's not funny."
And Kakashi found himself sleeping on his own couch that night.
Presents
Iruka sat patiently beneath the windowsill in his lover's apartment, Mr. Ukki above him decked out in so much tinsel and trappings he looked more like a round ball of glittering and blinking cheer than a potted plant. A small pile of crumpled wrapping paper sat beside him; the few gifts the couple had exchanged already opened. Except for the one last surprise gift Kakashi had for him. He'd made Iruka close his eyes, and the chuunin waited while there was some rustling and a suspicious change in Kakashi's chakra that had Iruka on edge. Still, he sat calmly awaiting whatever surprise Kakashi had in store for him.
"Okay! It's all set; you can open your eyes now!"
Iruka opened his eyes, and reached for the package sitting in Kakashi's lap.
"No, you have to open it right like this."
Iruka shrugged and lifted the top off the gift.
"...Kakashi?! What in the HELL is this!"
"It's My Dick in a Box™!"
"...Kakashi...THAT'S NOT FUNNY!"
And for the second time that month, Kakashi found himself relegated to the couch.
Christmas Tree
Iruka sank down into the warmth of the blankets, snuggling up against his silver-haired lover. He smiled gently; this was the first time he had been invited to stay the night at Kakashi's apartment, and it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside to have been allowed that much closer into the heart and life of his skittish partner. Kakashi was half-propped up in the bed, Iruka laying across his bare chest and tucked under his arm. He gave Iruka an eye-smile; he still liked to have the security of his mask- kind of like a little kid clinging onto their security blanket when they were feeling scared or insecure. Iruka thought it was endearing, although he would much rather have Kakashi's beautiful face naked for him to gaze upon. The man was truly beautiful; there was just no other way to describe those chiseled features and fine-boned elegance. Iruka smiled back in utter contentment as Kakashi stroked his hair.
"Iruka koi?"
"Yes Kashi-kun?"
"I'd like to introduce you to someone."
Iruka stiffened at this; if some random jounin or chuunin was hiding in that closet and Kakashi suggested a threesome, Iruka was going to make his teaching-induced, earth shaking, window rattling conniption fits look like cute kid-pouting.
Tugging Iruka up so he was sitting beside him, Kakashi waved a hand toward his windowsill.
"This is Mr.Ukki!" Kakashi chirped (yes, chirped.)
Iruka just stared, then smiled a strained if not polite smile.
"Mr.Ukki," Kakashi addressed the plant as if it were an old friend, "This is Mr.UKE!"
"....Kakashi....that's not funny."
And Kakashi found himself sleeping on his own couch that night.
Presents
Iruka sat patiently beneath the windowsill in his lover's apartment, Mr. Ukki above him decked out in so much tinsel and trappings he looked more like a round ball of glittering and blinking cheer than a potted plant. A small pile of crumpled wrapping paper sat beside him; the few gifts the couple had exchanged already opened. Except for the one last surprise gift Kakashi had for him. He'd made Iruka close his eyes, and the chuunin waited while there was some rustling and a suspicious change in Kakashi's chakra that had Iruka on edge. Still, he sat calmly awaiting whatever surprise Kakashi had in store for him.
"Okay! It's all set; you can open your eyes now!"
Iruka opened his eyes, and reached for the package sitting in Kakashi's lap.
"No, you have to open it right like this."
Iruka shrugged and lifted the top off the gift.
"...Kakashi?! What in the HELL is this!"
"It's My Dick in a Box™!"
"...Kakashi...THAT'S NOT FUNNY!"
And for the second time that month, Kakashi found himself relegated to the couch.