I Like You (Kakashi Hatake x Iruka Umino)

Chapter Seven

Iruka Umino had been relaxed as he stood in the shower, the hot water running over his back. Of course, that was interrupted by the sound of his bedroom window opening. He tensed, ready to throw some clothes on and beat the hell out of whoever was breaking into his apartment (or, if it was Naruto again, take the boy out for ramen) until he heard the oh-so-familiar voice that had been bouncing around in the back of his mind for the past few days.

"Iruka-Sensei! You here?"

It was just Kakashi. It had been a few days since he'd seen the older man- they had both been falling back into the gist of things after being gone traveling for that mission for an entire week. He figured he already knew what the silver-haired man was there for, so he didn't bother stepping out of the shower, nor did he bother getting dressed. Sighing in relief, Iruka decided to call out to him.

"In the shower!"

Unsurprisingly, Kakashi-no-manners-Hatake just walked into the bathroom, but Iruka only rolled his eyes and smiled, peeking his head out from behind the shower curtain.
"Hi," Kakashi greeted, offering a small wave as he leaned back against the bathroom counter.

"Kakashi, don't you know how to knock?" Iruka scolded, though it was pretty half-hearted. Most people would be annoyed by Kakashi's antics, but honestly, the more time he spent with the silver-haired man, the more and more endeared he was by them.

"Sure I do," He answered with a shrug, taking off his forehead protector, mask, and gloves, setting all three on the counter. Though he'd never said it out loud, Iruka was actually quite flattered that Kakashi felt comfortable enough around him to take his mask off- he was pretty sure that no one else in the village had seen Kakashi's face. "But where's the fun in that?"

"Fair point."

"You wanna go to that lake with me? Not tomorrow, but the day after. I was thinking we could hang out and spend the night in that cabin."

"Sure..." For whatever reason, the thought of spending more time with Kakashi outside of the village was exciting, so he nodded. "By the way, you're free to join me if you want. I guess that's probably why you're here, right?"

"You've guessed right," Without another word, Kakashi slipped off the rest of his clothing- his vest, sandals, pants, and long sleeve shirt. His tight, pale body was on full display as he pulled the shower curtain the rest of the way back and stepped in, standing in front of where Iruka was and placing his hands on the brunette's hips with a small smirk on his face. "You look good like this."

"Kakashi..." Iruka couldn't help but squirm in anticipation as Kakashi slowly pushed him against the wall, his body caged there by the older man's. Their lengths brushed together, and Iruka had to suppress the urge to muffle a whine that threatened to slip out as he felt blood rush down south. Kakashi's movements were languid as he began to grind against Iruka, his lips traveling down the length of the brunette's jaw and settling at his neck, leaving sinful hickeys that he prayed would be easy to cover up. Just having Kakashi touch him like that despite the fact that they had done this a few times now still made him melt- still lit his nerves aflame; every little brush of Kakashi's hair against his skin, that skillful mouth leaving the lovebites he knew he'd be running his fingers over in a few hours to recreate the feeling, the way he chuckled close to Iruka's ear as he ground into him. "Fuck, I don't want everyone else who lives here to hear me, y'know."

"Is that a challenge?" Kakashi teased, and though Iruka was tempted to deny it, he didn't, only sighing as the silver-haired man swapped their positions again.

"It wasn't supposed to be, but I guess it's up for interpretation..." Iruka murmured, gasping as Kakashi turned him around and pushed him against the wall again, his chest coming into contact with the cold material.