Title: It Came upon a Peppermint Stick
Prompt: Candy Canes
Author: Kita
Rating: PG 13
Kakashi wasn't sure of mechanics of a morning after a drunken fuck, but he could count the number of times he'd had a drunken fuck on the fingers of one hand and still have four fingers left over. He was pretty sure that it wasn't sitting in Iruka's kitchen clad in boxers that weren't his and the masked shirt he'd been wearing last night, sipping tea, while Iruka cooked bland foods that wouldn't upset his slowly settling stomach.
He wondered whether he should run now. Iruka seemed to be implying that he had every intention of this…thing being more than a one time event. "Next time," he'd said.
Kakashi was startled out of his thoughts as Iruka set a plate down in front of him. Toast and grilled fish and miso. There was rice, but Kakashi didn't really want to think about that right now. His stomach still roiled. He sipped at the soup as Iruka went back to his tasks in the kitchen, pointedly not looking at Kakashi.
Kakashi watched him as he ate. Iruka moved with smooth efficiency around the kitchen, stirring a pot on the stove with care, even as he put dishes in the sink and put things away. Iruka seemed perfectly at ease with having him there.
His memories of last night were hazy, but what he did remember… His face flushed and he felt his groin trying to stir back to life. He still hurt, but the pain was fading.
"Feeling better?"
Startled by the seeming reading of his mind, he looked up. Iruka still had his back turned, concentrating on whatever it was he was stirring.
"Some." Kakashi sniffed, trying to identify what Iruka was cooking. "What are we doing now?"
"Today, we go help close up the school for the duration of the winter break. Then, I have some errands to run."
"Not what I meant." Kakashi growled.
Iruka concentrated on pouring the contents of the pan into a pair of cups. "I know. Look, Kakashi-san, we take things as they come." He tilted his head and smiled, even as he dug in a stoneware jar on the counter. "Where…? There you are." Plastic crinkled as he worked. "I would like to have dinner with you again tonight and see where things go from there. You have to admit, even drunk, the sex was great."
He turned back to the table with the two mugs and set one down in front of Kakashi. "Here, if your stomach can handle it, drink this. It's getting cold out."
Kakashi stared down into the mug of hot chocolate, with a peppermint stick as a stirrer. He glanced up at Iruka in time to see another peppermint stick slide slowly between the chuunin's lips. Iruka smiled at him and let it droop before using his agile tongue to drag it back up and deeper between his teeth. Kakashi watched as the tanned man molested the candy.
"Bathroom…" He choked out, and ran, trying desperately to hide the growing evidence of what Iruka's little display had done to him.