silverfoxflower

Title: Infatuation, This Fixation (or, Seven Conversations on the Same Thing and One on Something Completely Different)
Fandom: Naruto
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Slash
Word Count: ~3700
Pairing: Kakashi/Iruka
Rating: R
Warnings: Non-graphic slash, details that don't follow canon
Fills: The Bodies/Body Parts square of my kink_bingo.
Notes: This is technically the first Kakashi/Iruka story I had ever written. There is another on my journal, I wrote it after this one and posted it before, largely because I couldn't make myself look at this for a long time. Now, I don't even know why I was so nervous. Rereading this, I have to say I completely fell in love with it all over again. But now I've probably jinxed myself and you're all going to hate it.
Beta: None, but I'm looking :) PM me if interested, especially if you're good at thinking up titles (obviously, I'm utter rubbish) and summaries.
Summary: Iruka thinks it's ridiculous, the reason Kakashi won't stop bothering him. That is, until he finds himself falling in love.
Disclaimer: No ownership was claimed in the making of this fic.




( Iruka wondered if it would be impolite to laugh. He did it anyway, because he had nothing to lose. “That’s why you’ve been prepositioning me – most inappropriately, mind you – every day? Because you have a neck fetish?” )