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Kakashi was used to his scars, used to people staring at the ones they could see. More than one lover had asked them about them out of morbid curiosity. He knew the story of every one of them, but he rarely told them. Some of them were too personal to share. Most asked about the scar that bisected his face, not realizing how painful of a tale it was. Nothing made him move on faster than someone asking about that particular scar. They all did…eventually.
Except one, Iruka Umino. He hadn’t expected to end up in bed with the chunin and certainly wasn’t looking to fall in love with the man. He never pressed him for information, never asked questions Kakashi couldn’t answer. Iruka would trace his ANBU tattoo but never brought it up. Kissing his scars was one of his favorite pastimes. He never asked about them, but he got the answers so many had sought.
The first time it happened, Kakashi hadn’t expected it. He never talked about his scars, but he freely told Iruka. The chunin was tracing a small scar on his left palm. He enjoyed placing soft kisses over it as they laid in bed. “When I was learning to climb trees with chakra, I slipped and fell. I tried to grab onto a branch and instead ended up stabbing my hand.”
Iruka looked at him, surprised. “I guess not every scar can be from some exciting fight.” He brought Kakashi’s palm up to his face, kissing it.
“Don’t tell anyone or my reputation will be ruined.”
Iruka laughed. “Your secret is safe with me. No amount of torture will pry it from my lips.”
Kakashi pulled Iruka into his arm and kissed him. “I could think of a few things to make you scream.”