He treated her like porcelain and perhaps that was what had hurt the most.
If she looked down just a little bit, she could see kiss marks lining up and down her arms and stomach.
Anko sat up in bed, naked but not cold.
"What smells good?" she asked with a yawn, running her hands through her hair.
"You suck at cooking, so I just made it," Kakashi said beside her, reading his book with infuriating casualness.
Smiling, she scooted closer next to him and rested her thigh against his before leaning her head on his shoulder.
"I'm so loved by you."
It was perhaps a bit cruel of her to say it but it felt too nice to only think it.
He was quiet.
"I was told we used to date," she confessed, and then hesitated, "is that true?"
"Yeah," he answered, and turned a page in his book. As if uninterested.
"Do you still love me?" she asked, and waited for his answer. She was half-expecting it to never come.
Anko looked up to see his face just in time to catch the pain in his eyes before even the traces of it vanished. Just a little, Kakashi shifted.
"You totally do," she grinned confidently.
Because he would never touch someone so carefully if he didn't. Because he would never have sex with someone if it wasn't for a mission and he didn't care about them. Because, in the end, he was a sentimental pervert.
She grinned and just barely caught his whisper.
"You just might be right."
She shifted closer towards him.
"I had a dream last night," she informed him softly, wiggling her toes underneath the covers, "and in it, I kissed you innocently. If it's a memory, I can only think that you were my first, weren't you?"
It was unexpected and perhaps even a bit impossible but the sight of his reaction made her toes curl and warmed her insides a degree too hot to be comfortable.
She never thought it probable to see him look so happy. It wasn't in his expression exactly, but the feeling around him was a bit too bright for her eyes. She looked away.
"Your memory isn't as bad as I thought, then." He turned another page in his book and Anko went to rise.
"One of these days, I'll remember why it is you care about someone so crazy," turning away, she smiled privately to herself, "Until then, I'd like it if today, tomorrow, and the next day were memorable."
Kakashi shut his book and the sound made her jump.
"Then, tomorrow afternoon we'll go on a date."