Naruto Oneshots + Imagines

Slow Dancing In The Dark (Kakashi Hatake x Might Guy) (NSFW)

Year one. Twenty.

It was another one of those nights.

Another one of those nights spent lingering on the balcony of his apartment, leaning over the railing with a cigarette held between two fingers. The smell of rain from the storm that had hit earlier mixed with the smoke that wafted through the air, and he allowed his eyes to fall shut, oddly comforted by the familiarity of it all.

He felt weak standing there, his weight against the balcony's cheap railing. Part of him hoped the railing would break, hoped that he'd stumble and fall to his inevitable death. He considered just jumping sometimes. Then again, that would've been an anticlimactic end. Something in the back of his mind always stopped him from doing it in the end, though he wasn't quite sure of what that something was... Maybe it was the incessant reminder that if he actually killed himself-

"Guy."

-would be distraught.

It was another one of those nights.

Another one of those nights spent lingering on the balcony of his apartment, wondering what could've been. He tried his hardest to focus on anything else aside from Guy's presence, whether it be the drops of fallen rain glittering against the dead grass on the ground or the way the warm summer breeze blew through his silvery locks and pushed them over his charcoal eyes, but as always, he couldn't distract himself.

"Kakashi..."

It wasn't unusual for Guy to watch over him- on Anbu missions (which he wasn't supposed to follow Kakashi on since he wasn't actually in the Anbu, not that he cared), in town, especially on the balcony. He'd been about to jump once when the ravenette had been walking by, and though he'd tried to laugh it off and make some bullshit excuse about it being for training, it hadn't worked. Guy had started watching him even more after that, and it was starting to drive him insane.

Not that he didn't understand, of course. Their relationship had been intimate at one point, gentle kisses and hands held within each other's, sweet words and late-night swims, daily hikes and sparring; warmth and love that had breathed so much life into his dead heart at one point, warmth and love that left him cold and empty nowadays.

It was no one's fault but his own. He'd been the one to break things off, but that somehow made it all the more frustrating. Why couldn't Guy just leave him alone? The idiot was acting like nothing had happened between them, constantly regurgitating the same line of 'I just want to be your friend!'- almost as if there was a chance of them being normal friends again. They'd dated for five years from ages thirteen to eighteen, a good fourth of their lives so far. Kakashi was sure that there was no chance of them having anything that even remotely resembled a normal friendship ever again.

"I don't want a friend," The silver-haired man spat, tone laced with the longing he was trying his best to conceal as Guy hopped down from the roof and landed right next to him- too close to him, their shoulders brushing. "I don't see why you stick around. I don't want you."

It was a lie. He wanted the other Jonin, wanted his good and his bad, everything he had to offer, but he couldn't take any more risks. Everyone he got attached to kept dying and he wasn't willing to take that risk again. He'd hoped that ending the relationship would help him lose that attachment and forget about the whole thing, but honestly? It had only made things worse, and now he wasn't sure what to do aside from stick to his guns.

I want my life in two,

"I know that's not true." Guy sounded serious- while he was usually boisterous and upbeat, Kakashi knew that he could initiate and handle serious conversations- apparently, this was going to be one of them. The ravenette plucked the cigarette from in between his fingers without warning and put it out against the railing before tossing it off the balcony.
Kakashi only stood there, waiting, though he was unsure of exactly what for. Was he waiting for the conversation to end so he could go inside and be alone again or was he waiting for the inevitable moment in which he'd finally break down and tell Guy the truth about everything?