Pajamas


“Kakashi, where are my pajamas?”

“Your what?”

“You know, cozy warm clothes to sleep in? With blue dots on it? My pajamas?

“Ooow, those! No, haven’t seen them. “

Iruka cursed under his breath, the nights were cold damnit and he couldn’t sleep with icy feets!

He heard a small chuckle – he probably wouldn’t have heard it if he hadn’t been the famous teacher of Konoha – coming from his lover, he turned around and saw Kakashi looking at him innocently. Now he was certain there was something wrong.

“Kakashi.” He said in a dangerously low voice, trying to sound out the teacher voice but it wasn’t really working with Kakashi using puppy eyes of innocence.

“Yes?” And an innocent voice. ‘Great.’ Iuka thought sarcastic. ‘How am I going to handle this?’

He sighed and rubbed his temples. “Kakashi, give me back my pajamas.”

“Hey!” The jounin protested and put his hand on his hips giving quite the awkward sight considering he was standing there in only his Icha Icha boxers. “Who said I got them?!”

“Santa Claus did. Now tell me: Where are they?” He walked over the bed to his lover.

Said lover ducked from the hands trying to grab him and practically jumped into the living room. “I don’t have them!”

Iruka was sure he had heard a laugh from the living room.

“Kakashi, you damn bastard! Give me my clothes back!” He sprinted into the room and saw his lover sit on their cough. He calmly walked over to Kakashi and set on the other cough, looking straight at Kakashi.

“Love, why are you hiding my pajamas?”

Kakashi looked at his lover and realised he didn’t have a change of getting out.
“You don’t need clothes to warm you.” He said in a serious tone.

Iruka was taken aback by the way Kakashi had said that sentence. “But Kashi-love, we’re in the middle of the winter and it’s freezing outside. I need some clothes.”

“No, you don’t. You’ve got me to warm you.” Kakashi answered back in a stern voice. He didn’t like it when Iruka wore clothes while they were asleep, he couldn’t feel the warm skin so good then and the heat radiating from the body was less strong. He needed to know that his love was there, between his arms. Always with him.

Iruka’s eyes softened when he realised all the hidden meanings behind it and smiled.

“But what if you’re on a mission? I’ll be cold then.”

“I know, I know that’s why you have to wear my pajamas.”

“Eh?” What kind of logic was that?

It seemed Kakashi understood what he meant by the “Eh?” and so explained: “You always say that when I’m on a mission you miss my touch, my warmth, my smell, me. So I thought you could where my clothes. They will keep you warm and have my smell and – “ He was cut off when a pair of soft lips closed over his and he happily responded – after the shock – by wrapping his fingers in the brown hair and kissing back.

They parted, flushed and gazed into each other eyes. After a minute of staring at each other in a comfortable silence they let go and took their seats again.

“Hmm, okay Kakashi. But you’re not throwing them away.”

“Of course I won’t love, now let’s go sleep.”

They re-entered the room and immediately got under the blankets. When they both lay cozy in their bed Kakashi drew Iruka in, hooked a leg over Iruka’s leg and an arm protectively around his chest. Iruka laid his head on Kakashi’s chest.

“Hmmm, warm.” Iruka purred.

Kakashi chuckled.. “See I told you, you don’t need any pajamas.”