#jsut a short one!! and as usual the pacing is weird the pacing is always weirddddddd idk why

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For the fluff prompts 1 or 15 for obkk pretty please 🥺

hiiii this is from like 15 days ago <333 and i finally came up w something for it!!! (actually i did like three days after u sent this but never got around to writing it bc i started working on the collab w bp :333)

some info: kakashi has sound to taste synesthesia! he has a little bit of both sound and word-stuff, which i’m not entirely sure is real, but it’s going to have to be for the prompt LOL

there are of course more than five words that taste bad but so far, only those five invoke uncontrollable reactions (and it’s his duty to report them as a ninja. because they’re pretty common words and he wouldn’t want to out their cover by being asked to take midnight watch lol)

obito and rin’s voices generally taste good!! words that usually invoke no particular taste invoke something when they say it. i didn’t specify the tastes of anything bc i wanted to leave it up to the reader shdjsjfhdk

ok enjoy!!!!!

prompt: "Should I stop talking?" || "Don't, your voice is very soothing"

Kakashi always had some pretty well-established rules about himself that, for the most part, were normal. Don’t look when the mask is off, no hugs allowed, and no stealing food unless you were Rin and Obito. Genma nearly had his hand stabbed through with chopsticks when he’d tried.

But by far, the weirdest was the list of words that by any means, were not allowed to be said near him. And not the expected words from a shinobi, like the sensitive-topic ones.

Knife, sleeve, spider, contradict, and midnight were the five words written on the paper that Kakashi handed Minato-sensei on the first day of training. Minato explained the list to Obito and Rin, and then did not explain why that list mattered or what it had to do with Kakashi.

But, whatever. They avoided the words as much as they could, and never really questioned why.

It wasn’t until Obito was a eighteen (impressed he’d lasted that long? So was he) that he found out the reason for Kakashi’s aversion to those words. He’d accidentally let “contradict” slip when he had been arguing with his teammate, and Kakashi had suddenly gagged so violently that Obito worried he’d torn his throat or something.

Immediately disarmed, Obito had quit his yelling and kneeled next to his fallen teammate, who had yanked his mask down to breathe. He averted his gaze and asked, “Holy shit, are you okay?”

“I’m…I’m fine,” he panted, smacking his lips. “Ugh.”

“What happened?” Obito asked, a hand resting on Kakashi’s back. “Are you going to hurl? Should I find Minato-sensei?”

Kakashi shook his head. “Please just keep talking.”

Obito blinked, taken aback. “Um. Okay? Why?”

“Your voice…” The younger trailed off, looking away.

“Kakashi. You have to tell me now that you’ve said something.”

“Fine. I have synesthesia,” Kakashi spat, rolling his eyes as he pulled his mask up. “I taste sounds and words.”

“What the hell?” Obito said before he could stop himself, and Kakashi rose to his feet with a scoff.

“Yeah. Bye, Obito.”

“Wait, what? Hey! That doesn’t explain why you wanted—Wait, does my voice…taste good?”

“Yes. Bye, Obito.” Kakashi formed the signs to a shunshin, deceptively calm but Obito could see the crease in his brow. He lunged forward and grabbed Kakashi’s wrists, splitting his hands.

“Kakashi!” he shouted, yanking the younger to a sitting position. “I think that’s super cool! And I want to help!”

“And I’d really like to go home to wallow in my shame.”

“I mean, if me talking helps, then I’ll talk. Please? Will you at least stay and we never have to talk about it again?” He batted his eyelashes and pouted, hoping to make himself look like a bigger fool than Kakashi felt to redirect his attention.

Kakashi stared at him, then cracked a small smile under the mask and bonked him gently on the head. “Fine. I’ll stay. I should probably help you clean up the training field anyway…”

Obito glanced behind him to the fallen trees then flapped his hand dismissively. “It’s fine. We can do it later. I wanna watch clouds again.” He flopped onto his back and Kakashi followed, crossing his arms over his abdomen.

“That one looks like a duck.”

“Oh please never say duck again,” Kakashi groaned.