Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. It rightfully belongs to Masashi Kishimoto
Prompt:Imagine your OTP at their wedding. When cutting the cake, Person A smashes a slice of cake into Person B's face and smears it on their cheeks. (Bonus if Person B does the same thing to Person A.)
"Senpai, you have to promise not to shove the cake in my face, please. This suit is a rental, I don't want to have to pay extra for the dry cleaning!"
Kakashi had listened to Yamato say this line over and over and over again, before and during their wedding. It was all at Yamato's request that the whole ordeal was so public anyways; he claimed that other people wanted to celebrate with them and it would be rude to exclude their friends from such a happy moment in their lives. So, reluctantly, he'd acquiesced.
He thought it funny that even though they'd said their vows already, the younger still called him senpai. It was clear that the older did not view his counterpart as lesser than him; they were equals now. "Yamato, I'm your husband, no need to plead and use the senpai card on me anymore." He replied back with a grin. He did not, of course, want Yamato to quit calling him 'senpai'. He enjoyed the name in other ways.
All Kakashi received was a nervous glance before his husband walked away to speak with their friends. The silver-haired nin had never promised not to shove the cake in the man's face. He was absolutely going to. It was his way of getting back at the brunet for making him parade around in fancy clothes when they could have been married ages ago and out on a tropical vacation by now.
Time passed, and soon, it was time for the ceremonial cutting of the cake. Yamato could see the pictures in his head right now as he joined his new husband behind the table with the cake. He gave one more pleading glance to the silver-haired nin, hoping he would behave for once. If Kakashi behaved, then the picture Yamato hoped for would be one of him and the other, mouths wide open as they popped a small piece of cake in each others mouth.
Kakashi had other plans in mind though. He posed for a cake cutting picture, but as soon as they each had a piece in their hands to feed each other, he grinned wickedly.
It happened in slow motion for Yamato as he watched with horror as the neatly decorated cake slice was shoved straight into his cheeks, and he could hear the many clicks cameras going off at that exact moment. "KAKASHI!" he bellowed as his husband laughed, squishing it even further against his cheek.
"Yamato~~" He cooed back.
Kakashi was the biggest bully in all of Konoha, a fact Yamato had known his whole life.
Well. Two could play at this game.
Without much thinking on his own part, Yamato smashed his piece against Kakashi's cheek, forgetting all about expensive rental suits, and pictures as he focused solely on getting his husband back.
Kakashi grinned like a madman as he heard the peals of laughter all around him coming from their friends, and he joined in.
Yamato forgot all about his fury as he realized just how silly they probably both looked with cake all over their faces. This was the man he'd chosen to marry; he should have known that this was going to happen.
It was going to be the perfect picture.