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Omg last call!! Can I request Genma or Kakashi (or both🤔🤔) having a close friend but everyone thinks that they are kind of a thing? You can turn it to whatever you feel right

Tagging @shiranuigenma for obvious reasons lmao hope I do you proud <3

Genma Shiranui 

Genma had always believed that true attraction came from good conversation.

It was the meaning behind such an idea that changed and morphed throughout the years.

When Genma was a child, growing up alongside you at the academy, he thought it meant that crushes came from people he could talk to. And by talk to he meant people he could get a couple sentences in with and they would acknowledge them. 

It was as simple as that.

His crushes tended to change with the weather. But even he had to admit that dating back then was just sitting with different people during breaks. It was just something to pass the time.

The one person that he always sat with no matter what was you.

When he became of age the meaning behind those words changed again. It took on a new meaning as new desires overcame him. 

Genma struggled to find where he belonged so he moved from bed to bed. His words started to taste bitter. Their meaning became hollow as he twirled his senbon, recanting his usual lines and wearing his flirtatious mask. 

You would always be there to keep him company when he lucked out. 

‘You still haven’t asked them out?’ 

The words are small in length but the meaning behind them spread deep inside Genma. They unrooted the deepest desires inside his heart. Desires once hidden long ago.

Now the meaning behind such a conviction changed again. 

He finds himself taking the familiar route to your place. The moon seems to shine more brightly than usual. His heart beats a little too fast. Adrenaline pumps through his veins. 

What is this feeling? 

‘You still haven’t asked them out?’ The words ring in his mind.

When he is with you his gaze keeps drawing to your lips. 

A urge builds within him. He wants to ask you for everything. Wishes for you to open your heart to him; to tell him every little thing on your mind and trust in him. 

He wants to kiss you.

But Genma doesn’t trust himself.

You’re laughing at a memory the two of you share. Your head is thrown back, your hand clutching his thigh for support. He feels hot. The feelings inside of him are unlike anything he has felt before. 

He stands upright, rigid and awkward. 

You ask what’s wrong.

Genma mumbles something about the bathroom and locks himself inside. 

His hands are shaking as they clutch the sink basin. The running water helps drown out your concerns on the other side of the door. He blinks as he can barely recognise his own reflection in the mirror.  

Genma had always believed that true attraction came from good conversation. But love, he realises standing in your bathroom, came from a thousand good conversations. Conversations he never wants to end. 

You have been the one constant in his life.

The hinges squeak as he pulls the door open with the full force of his new found conviction. 

You’re standing a few feet from him. Your lips part. You’re about to say something when he realises that he can’t stand you not knowing anymore.

He’s suffocating and he needs it out in the open in order to breathe. 

‘I love you.’ 

He says it with a breathless quality, like he has been holding it in for a lifetime. 

You snort.

It’s not rejection but it feels unsettling. 

‘I know.’ You reply, finally. ‘I love you too...minus the existential crisis.’ 

It is Genma’s turn to laugh, taking his senbon between his fingers as he approaches you. You look up at him with expectation in your eyes. One that has built up for many years. 

When he kisses you he finally realises that this is where he belongs. 

Kakashi Hatake

There is something unusual between you and Kakashi. 

There always has been. The way the two of you met, became friends and everything since then. 

The two of you met during the anbu when you fell on top of him during a mission. The two of you were given missions that led to the same lead. You knew right away that it was fate.

The universe had planned for you two. 

Kakashi was indifferent to you at first. It wasn’t anything special since he was indifferent to everyone but something about you stuck in his mind. 

Years of missions together during saw the two of you become friends. 

Even in the foggiest of days Kakashi could recognise the red markings of your anbu mask. He memorised the contours and the shape. Knowing always which animal hid your face away. 

He longed to see your face. You longed to make him smile.

The two of you were carved from the same earth to fit into one mould. 

Whenever he was feeling particularly dejected you came to give him the world. At first it was merely light words that disappeared like smoke evaporating in the air. But then they began to sink into his skin and pump into his heart like drops of blood. 

Your touch soon followed. 

At first your fingertips felt like sharp needles against his skin.

It wasn’t that your hands were rough, quite the opposite really. It’s that your touch scared him. But very quickly it changed and stars seemed to burst from your fingertips every time you caressed him. 

The two of you were a star system all on your own. 

The feelings Kakashi had kept bottled began to bubble. It wasn’t long before they burst open and overflowed into his every thought and feeling.

He held you dear and he couldn’t bear to lose you. 

The friendship between the two of you blossomed into something new. The flowers continued to grow. Kakashi softened his harsh outlook on the world and you seemed to find new meaning in life.

It didn’t occur to Kakashi that it could be something more.

You knew the universe had plans but you also knew Kakashi. Pulling him closer usually resulted in pushing him away. So you guided him slowly and carefully, letting him come to terms with gravity on his own. 

It’s an offhanded comment from a friend that plants the idea in Kakashi’s mind. 

‘The two of you aren’t dating?’

How could someone with such a dark interior like him date? 

But now he can’t get the idea out of his mind. Every time the two of you are together and darkness overcomes him, you point out the stars as if it’s the simplest thing in the world. 

He falls for you effortlessly—like it was the most natural thing in the world.

The feeling is so overwhelming he can’t take it anymore. He needs closure. He needs something. Anything. 

He goes to you and tells you ‘This is who I am.’

And you curl yourself around him, the perfect fit—you are cut from the same earth after all. 

He finally realises that the universe really did plan for you two as soon as the words ‘I love who you are.’ leave your lips.