Something I wrote for darkclosurelivejournal.
Kakashi/Iruka, kinda fluffy.
Kakashi licked the side of Iruka's neck, and the young man below him squeaked. The jounin pulled back a little, grinning down at him. "I didn't know you were so sensitive," he teased, planting a soft kiss below Iruka's jaw.
The chuunin pushed him away, looking as indignant as a flustered, half-naked man could. "I'm not sensitive!" he protested. "My neck--it's just..." He rubbed at his neck with both hands, not meeting Kakashi's mismatched gaze. He never seemed to, and Kakashi frowned, turning his head until he was staring straight into Iruka's eyes.
"You... have the most beautiful eyes," Kakashi murmured softly, his lips curving into a smile when a blush spread across Iruka's face, sweeping over his cheeks. "Why is it that you never look into mine, hm?" he asked. "Am I really that hideous, Iruka?"
"N-no! O-of course not, Kakashi!" Iruka flailed and started going on about how Kakashi wasn't hideous at all, about how beautiful he was, and... "You're much more handsome than I am. I--" Kakashi silenced him with a kiss.
"I wanted you to shut up," Kakashi told him, and when Iruka looked angry, he clarified. "You were telling lies. You're much prettier than I am, Iruka." A smile graced Kakashi's lips. "Don't you see the stares the others give you?" From the confused look on Iruka's face, Kakashi guessed 'no.'
Iruka didn't believe him, but Kakashi knew that Iruka really was much more beautiful. It was a subtle prettiness that he'd noticed when Iruka had stood up to him about the chuunin exams, that had hit him like a ton of bricks. Kakashi--he wasn't, at all, because his body was stained with old scars and wounds, and his eyes wre mismatched.
"Kakashi?" Iruka said shyly, and Kakashi gave a 'hm?' sound in return. Iruka wrapped his arms around Kakashi, leaning his head against the other's. "I love you."
The statement surprised Kakashi at first, but then he smiled and pushed him down against the bed, taking one of Iruka's hands and squeezing it tightly. He leaned forward and pressed another kiss to his mouth, soft and sweet and maybe a little too awkward. He finally pulled away, and then confessed: "I'm... not too good at this."
But Iruka knew what he was saying anyway, and the sweet smile that appeared made Kakashi's breath catch in his throat. "Thank you," Iruka murmured quietly, but Kakashi heard it regardless.
Kakashi could barely hold back a stupid, lovesick grin. "Iruka?"
"Yes?"
The jounin leaned close, and dragged his tongue up the side of Iruka's neck. He laughed when Iruka squeaked, and received a smack on the head in return.