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Title: Tease
Rating: Mature
Prompt: Drive
Summary: Harii is driving Minato to distraction and the Hokage is fairly certain he's doing it on purpose.
Warning: Horny!Minato, Troll!Harry
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The morning started as it usually did. Minato feeling like he'd been trampled by a Bijuu as he dragged himself out of bed and showered to wake himself up. Show up at the breakfast table and eat the delicious breakfast Harii had made while the dark haired man wrestled an overly excited Naruto into his high-chair to have his own breakfast. That would be followed by – was Harii wearing his shirt?
Minato blinked, coffee mug raised to his mouth as he realised just what the dark haired man was wearing. It was one of Minato's black shirts that he rarely wore anymore as he wasn't on Active Duty – being Hokage and all. It practically swallowed the thinner man as he sleepily went about feeding Naruto, having to pull up the slightly too large sleeves to do it properly and avoid getting porridge on the cuffs. Blue eyes watched in a mixture of confusion and amazement as the Wizard went about their usual morning routine in nothing more than his boxers and that shirt.
He had known there were some very fundamental differences in their appearances. Minato being tanned, blond and blue eyed, a little taller but he had never realised that he was so much broader and bulkier than the dark haired male until now. Harii had probably just grabbed the first thing in the cupboard upon waking up earlier and was probably too lazy and tired to bother changing.
Blue eyes practically bugged out of his skull when the dark haired male bent over to pick up Naruto's spoon, the excitable toddler having thrown it down with a gleeful shriek. Minato's throat went dry as something hot and possessive flipped his stomach over.
Today being one of his rare days off, the blond decided to stick around instead of making his usual rounds through the village, unable to actually tear his eyes away from the Wizard who carelessly went about cleaning the house in just that shirt and those boxers. Minato tried not to let it distract him as he sat down with some Sealing Scrolls he had meant to polish off today but every now and again he found his eyes lingering on how the hem of that shirt rode up on creamy white thighs. Finally the dark haired male sat down on the couch just behind him with a heavy sigh and fidgeted a little to get comfortable.
With the view suddenly a whole lot less distracting, Minato found himself able to get at least a few lines of his Scrolls done before he spotted a bare foot moving from the corner of his eye. On the opposite side to where Harii had sat down.
He was doing this on purpose.
Minato turned around and glared as best he could at the dark haired male with a tomato red face. Harry just smirked from where he was sprawled out across the leather couch, looking very much like the cat who got the crème and the canary to wash it down, Minato's shirt riding up to reveal his stomach as one hand scratched at a thigh, absently leaving pale red stripes on the otherwise flawless skin.
Blue eyes narrowed and green eyes twinkled.
"Fucking tease," the blond growled.
"You love it," Harii retorted huskily as he slid a hand further up, under the shirt he was wearing.
He gave up and Harii laughed as he found himself being easily lifted up and slung over the blond's shoulder, the two of them retreating back to the bedroom.
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Hehehe, XDDD Such a cock-tease.
