He loved him.
He really did.
At least he kept telling himself that.
The bed they had was easily big enough to fit both of them and Bull, which it did occasionally.
Bull, however, was not around right now.
None of the dogs were around.
It was just them.
And the sheets.
And the enormous bed.
So why the hell did Iruka insist on sleeping on top of him?
It couldn't even be classified as over-zealous cuddling.
It wasn't like the chuunin had simply put his leg over Kakashi's waist.
That would have been fine.
Or sprawled his shoulders across Kakashi's chest.
That would have been fine too, damnit!
But no, the other man was quite literally sleeping on top of him.
Literally!
And to make matters worse, Iruka was a fucking furnace.
And he refused to budge.
No matter how many times Kakashi shoved at him.
Or groped him.
OOOOOO
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