My Next Door Neighbour (Kakashi x OC)

2 // Pancakes

I woke up to a loud knocking on the back door. Rolling over in bed, I fall off the side and onto the floor with a loud thump.

"Wake up, Mariko. It's already nine o'clock," declares Kakashi's voice from the other side of the door. I get up and unlock the back door.

"It's open," I say in a grumpy manner before falling face first onto my bed and covering myself with the blankets. I roll over to face the wall.

The door opens and a cool gush of wind slips in. I pull the blankets a bit closer. Kakashi closes the door as he walks in.

"Wake up, sleepy head," he teases as he sits on the edge of my bed and nudges my shoulder gently. I can tell he's smiling because of his tone of voice. I pull the covers up over my head and mumble something about not wanting to get out of bed.

"Maybe the sunlight will wake you up," he sighs. Standing up, he goes back to the door and takes off the cloth. I don't move. I hear him sigh again. "Alright what about this one." I hear him taking off his shoes and then the mattress starts to sink under his weight.

"What're you-?" I ask but don't bother to finish my sentence. I roll over so that I'm on my back. Next to me is Kakashi on his knees leaning over me, fiddling with my lame excuse for a curtain, trying to pin it back.

I stare up at him groggily and rub my eyes before just rolling over and hiding underneath the covers.

"I'll make breakfast," he states and I listen to his footsteps walking towards my kitchen.

"There's no food in the house," I mumble audibly, "I was gonna buy food yesterday but you treated me to dinner instead." He walks back towards my room and opens the door.

"Guess I'll find something for you at my place." He says, leaving without closing the door.

I bring the covers down from over my face and breathe in the fresh air, letting it wash over my face and arms. I guess getting up isn't so horrible. Especially when breakfast is getting made for you.

Kakashi walks back into my room holding up a box of pancake mix. Yum!

"Wake me up when it's ready!" I yell after him as he heads into the kitchen. He sighs and laughs a little. I can almost hear the eyeroll. I brush it off and go back to sleep.

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When I wake up again, it's a lot more pleasant. The house smells like pancakes and Kakashi is sitting on the edge of my bed looking at me, smiling. Probably.

"Good morning, bed head." I sit up to look at him better.

"Who're you calling bed head?" I question, tying my hair up in a ponytail with an elastic that was around my wrist, "You should look at yourself..." I mutter under my breath.

"What was that?" Kakashi asks looking at me with a playfully challenging gaze.

"I said," I start, raising my voice, "you should look at yourself if you think I have bed head hair!" I snap back at him, frowning and crossing my arms. He starts to laugh.

"I'm just joking you know," he says. "Your hair looked fine actually," he comments.

"Well then, should we go have breakfast?" He asks.

"Y-yeah," I answer quietly, stuttering. He gets up off my bed and heads towards the kitchen and I follow behind him.

On the table is a plate piled with pancakes and a bottle of maple syrup. Two plates and two sets of utensils are set on the table.

"This is really lovely, thank you..." I say seating myself. Kakashi sits down opposite me and grabs the top two pancakes.

"No problem," he starts saying as he pours maple syrup over the pancakes.
"Oh yeah, I tried putting chocolate chips in some of them but I think the chocolate just burned to the pan..." he continues, sounding slightly uneasy. I giggle at his reaction.