KakaObi Oneshots

Lust*

*Modern AU. Long chapter. I promised fluff and this isn't 100% fluffy but it's smutty*

*Isn't Kakashi just so sexy, look at this fanart!!! If I could actually draw I'd be too powerful.*

(Fanfic logic applies = no logic lol)

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There he was, sitting the exact same spot as last time. His book in his hand. Seemingly immersed in the text contained within its pages. Obito eyed him slightly pretending to look at what was behind him or at what was around him. But the real subject his eyes wanted to just stare at forever was this man. His gray hair stood out and his features were undoubtedly attractive. There was no way he came here without knowing he'd get attention. Obitos eyes couldn't help but linger a little longer over his face, then trailed down to his body. Obito could tell this man was well built and just insanely strong.

Obito had come to this cafe the day before, and the day before that. Ever since he first saw this man at this cafe for the first time a week or so ago. Obito couldn't stay away and found himself looking for this man when he came in through the door. Now here he was looking at this man once again, admiring him as if he were a piece of art that would burn if he didn't acknowledge its existence. He tried to be careful not to make the man notice him staring but—

Shit. Obito had a mini-heart attack when he locked eyes with the man he was staring at and shamefully lusting over. He was caught staring.

The stranger looked at Obito for a mere second then went back to reading. Obito could have sworn he saw a sly smirk across his face, but with a quick glance back he looked exactly the same as if nothing had occurred. Obito continued to drink his coffee trying to muster the courage to actually speak to this man. What's his name? What book is he reading? Why is he so fucking hot in a coffee shop that's like begging for people to look at you! He can't judge me for staring. Obito could think of many questions he wanted to ask him. He was about to get up, but then he saw the man leave and his book was left on the table. How forgetful. Maybe he left in a rush?

Obito grabbed the book, and it didn't look that interesting. He opened to the first page. He was hoping the man had written his name in it. But a quick turn to the page that had a fold in the top right corner, Obito knew why he probably didn't write his name in the book.

This is what he was reading?! How could he have a straight face while reading this? Obito nearly laughed at that, this gorgeous stoic man reading straight smut in a coffee shop. It kind of made him more intriguing that way. Instead of trying to locate the man right away, he would come back tomorrow and Obito assumed so would he, and he could then have an actual conversation.

The next day, as Obito predicted the man came. He didn't sit down this time right away, he grabbed a coffee, and Obito didn't even have to walk up to him the man came straight to his table.

"You have my book?" He asked Obito and Obito was shocked he didn't even get to say anything.

"...Your book?" Obito froze for a second. He did have it and he took it out and handed it to this man but, "How did you know?"

"You were checking me out the entire time you were here yesterday and the day before that. I figured you'd want to know what I was reading and it would give you an excuse to talk to me tomorrow." He looked at a stunned Obito and smirked. Obito didn't think he was that easy to read. Was he? Also he knew since yesterday? Or even before that?!

"Well am I correct?" The man knew he was looking at Obito's face. Asking about it was just another stab of embarrassment for the other.

Obito didn't answer.