ɢʏᴍ ʀᴀᴛ || yandere! kakashi

37. (y/n) (l/n)

i wanna know, know, know, know, what is love?

|･ﾟﾟ･chapter thirty seven･ﾟﾟ･|

As (y/n) searched for the key on the spice shelf in the kitchen -the place she found it before- Sasuke rummaged through the kitchen drawers. He kept a trained eye on (y/n) because she was balancing on the ball of her foot while she stood on top of a stool, one slip, and she would end up in an ambulance with a concussion-- or worse. When she started hop for extra leverage, his heart almost stopped. "Oi, be careful, will you?" He spoke up, pushing aside metal tongs and plastic spatulas in the kitchen drawers.

"Alright, mom," (y/n) sarcastically retorted, but she ignored his warning. She still jumped, yet -every time she did- the stool would inch to the left.

"That's it, move."

(y/n) stopped what she was doing and furrowed her brows at the Uchiha. "What?"

"Get off the stool. You're obviously too short so I'll look up here," Sasuke stated as he ushered her away. Reluctantly, she stepped off with a huff. Sasuke took her place, however he was too tall for the cabinet so he had to hunch over the spices. Paprika and garlic salt wafted into his nose, causing him to sneeze.

"Bless you."

"Thanks," He replied. Sasuke moved aside the small containers and looked for any sort of reflective metal in the semi-dark cabinet.

"So..."

"So?"

"How do you feel about girls dating older guys?" (y/n) asked in an out-of-blue fashion while she moved on to the utensil drawer. There was a lingering moment of awkward silence that (y/n) didn't know how to combat. Sasuke didn't say anything either. "Sorry, that was a weird question."

"Yeah, way weird," Sasuke repeated after her. "Why? Are you dating an older boy?"

"No, I'm not," (y/n) admitted, technically, she wasn't lying because Kakashi still had yet to ask her on an official date and ask her to be his girlfriend-- of course, she overlooked the fact that he is the man that took her virginity and ate her out at the gym. "It's a trend I saw on Tiktok," She quickly lied so he wouldn't question her.

"What side of Tiktok are you on?"

"You're no fun," (y/n) groaned, stressing the word, "fun." She removed divider from the utensil drawer for a more thorough investigation.

"Fine, you want my honest opinion?" She stopped for a moment, letting her senses hone in on Sasuke. He was a good friend of hers -dare she say, her best friend- so whatever he had to say, she won't take it with a grain of salt. "I think that older men use younger girls," He said matter-of-factly.

It stunned her momentarily, she wanted to believe that Kakashi would never do that to her. For the Jonin's sake, it would be better if Sasuke quit talking then and there, however, (y/n) needed elaboration. A part of her was willing to give up Kakashi while the other wanted nothing more than his arms wrapped around her. "What do you mean?"

With a sigh, Sasuke also paused his searching to talk eye-to-eye with (y/n). "Think about it. Most guys want nothing more than a naive, submissive girl so they can have their way with them; usually younger girls want a man who can provide so they go for older ones. Sometimes, younger girls can be needy and older men can be horny. Also, the older men usually have dead-end jobs or a significant other that they hide from the younger girl. "

"Are you like that?"

"Tch, I'm no pig. It sucks that you think of me that way though," Sasuke muttered, averting his attention back to the cabinet.