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Uchiha Obito had the greatest idea. He was going to prank Bakakashi.
It was going to be his best prank ever. He's gone three whole weeks without pulling a single prank, so he's had quite a bit of time to think. And this prank, he guaranteed, would be the best. And who better to prank than his boyfriend?
It wasn't going to be like his other pranks though. There were no whoopee cushions on the chair, banana peels on the floor or buckets of ice water over a half open door. No, no. This prank would be different. He grins, and proceeds to do his evil laugh that he's been working on for the past week.
After a minute, his laughter slowly died out a bit.
"What are you doing, Dobe?" He turns around, mid-chuckle, and stares at the former of his teammate sitting on the windowsill.
"What are you wearing?" He asks, incredulously. Kakashi narrows his eyes.
"I've worn it before." Obito winces.
"Yeah, but... I don't really think you should wear it anymore." His silver-haired boyfriend raises an eyebrow at him.
"Why is that, Uchiha?" He asks, coolly.
"I just- Why would you- The color just looks terrible on you." Obito could somehow tell Kakashi was confused and hurt, without said shinobi even making any expressions.
"Oh."
"Yeah, don't take it personally or anything. The color just doesn't suit you."
"Right. So... just this specific shade of green?"
"Yeah... It's just- Just don't wear it. It doesn't look good."
"Anyway... What were you laughing like an idiot for?" Kakashi's voice didn't hold all of the coolness and aloofness that it usually would.
"Oh, it was nothing. Anyways, come downstairs. There's food ready, if you want some."
"Okay... hold on. I didn't plan on staying for long. I just needed to do something. I'll be back in a minute."
"Alright." He says, before Kakashi shunshins away. Obito runs downstairs to get the food out and ready.
Exactly fifty-seven seconds later, Kakashi shunshins back in his house. Wearing a dark grayish purplish shirt with a small silver zipper through the middle. It's a little unzipped at the top, showing his black undershirt mask thingy. He was still wearing the same black ninja-y shorts he had on before, though.
"So what is it?" Kakashi asks, mildly curious.
"Tonkatsu." His teammate just hmms in reply.
"Itadakimasu." They chorus. Kakashi brings his hand to his mask, and slowly pulls it down. Obito has seen his face before, but he still stares at it for a little too long. His boyfriend smirks at him, smugly.
"Something on my face, Uchiha?"
"Ah... I was just wondering if you've... shaved recently." Kakashi freezes, and the smirk slides right off of his too-pretty face. "I mean, as long as you feel good. That's all that matters." The silver haired shinobi looked, for a second, like he had gotten slapped in the face, but it was quickly replaced with a look of faux aloofness.
"Hn."
They eat the rest of their meal in silence.
...
Obito walks through his hallway absentmindedly. He takes a second glance at his teammate. Who is currently shaving his face with Obito's new pack of expensive razors. Passive aggressive bastard.
He lays on the couch, waiting for Kakashi to return. It doesn't take long.
~ × ~
Kakashi flops down on the other side of the couch, pulling his legs up to his chest and turning to Obito. He just wants to hang out with his boyfriend. The Uchiha looks at him.
"Oh. Hey Bakakashi, so I was just wondering abo- wait. What did you do to your hair?" Obito stares at him. Kakashi blinks. What's wrong with his hair?
"I didn't do anything."
"So it was like that all day?" Kakashi resists the strong urge to run his hands through his hair and fix whatever the hell is wrong with it. If it was anyone else telling him this, he would ignore it. But this was Obito telling him he practically looked like shit.
"Hn."
"You should go and fix it. It looks really bad." Kakashi's lower lip starts to tremble. His face flushes, and he turns the other way. He looks at his hands. He couldn't believe he was being so disgusting all day.
"Does it really?" His voice almost cracks.
"Kakashi?" Obito worriedly places a hand on his forehead. "Kakashi! You're sick! You need to get off this couch. You're probably contagious. You can, uh... sit on the chair over there." Kakashi nods and obediently walks over to the chair and curls himself up on it.
It was so cold. Unlike the area where Obito was sitting. He wanted to sit with Obito. And he couldn't be sick. He sniffles.
"Why are you being like this?"
"Being like what? I'm just trying to help." Kakashi glares at him.
"Well, you aren't. So just stop talking. Get out of this room, I don't want to see you right now."
"It's my house. I think you're being the rude one. Ever since y-"
"Nononononononono, Obito! Ever since I got back from my mission- ever since I got here you just kept-"
"What? Pointing out things that needed to be said?"
"Well, just, you should word things a little differently."
"That's why you're so upset? You do the same thing!"
"I would never tell you that you looked bad in a color, or that your face looked ugly!"
"Well, I was just being honest, you should appreciate it. Kami." Obito said, exasperatedly.
"Sorry..."
"You should be."
"Ugh! I was just so excited to see when I came back from my mission because, well honestly, I missed you a little, and-"
"How did you miss me? You were gone for a day."
"And you just... started pointing how ugly I look-"
"Well, obviously no one else did."
"Just leave me alone, Obito."
"Kakashi. You're being childish. I don't even care if you're sick anymore, just leave." Kakashi gaped at him. Tears were now freely flowing down his face. Obito was looking the other way.
"Fi-fine." He swallows, and shunshins away.
~ × ~
Obito felt like shit. Maybe the prank went a little too far...
He didn't think being rude to Kakashi would have this effect. He had the look away right when he saw the trembling of his boyfriend's lips. Obito was the crybaby!
How's he going to explain himself?!
"Explain yourself." He turned to see Kakashi's pack of ninken staring at him defiantly. He gulped, and began stuttering.
"I-i-i-i-it was just supposed to be a prank! I swear! It just... ended up going a little too far. Tell him that that I'm sorry. Everything I said were lies. And... tell him that he actually looks good in any color. And that his face is beautiful and perfect in every way. An-and that... his hair is so fluffy and adorable all the time!" He gave them a pleading look. The dogs did a motion equivalent to a human rolling their eyes.
"Fine. How he reacts isn't any of our concern, though. We aren't going to defend you or anything. And Boss is pretty... mad right now." Pakkun tells him, before the pack poofs away. Obito tears up.
"Kakashi. Please forgive me."
~ × ~
"Boss."
"What?" Kakashi glared at the little pug sitting on his sink. He was currently in the middle of washing his face, so people wouldn't know he was crying like a baby just a short while ago.
"Your Uchiha says that the whole thing was all just a prank and that he was lying and no that he actually really likes your clothes, face and hair. Humans are weird." What?
"A prank?" Kakashi calmly asks.
"'S what he said."
"Hn." The dog poofs away.
Kakashi dries his face off and pulls his mask up. Then he proceeds to run to Obito's house. Because he has questions.
And he's getting answers.
~ × ~
Obito sat on his bed in silence. He was getting kind of scared. If Kakashi was still ignoring him, he may have really messed up this time. All this for a stupid pra-
He puts his hands over his ears and winces as he hears the sound of his window shattering.
"...Kakashi." Obito turns to look at him.
"A prank, Uchiha?" Kakashi is strangely calm. It's not a comforting calm.
Obito can only nod weakly.
"What was the prank?"
"To be... mean to you. I didn't think it would go that far..."
Kakashi strides over to him. Obito sweats nervously, and gulps. Loudly.
His boyfriend then proceeds to throw him out the window.
"AGGHHH!!" He can somehow feel Kakashi smirking at him, even though he's about twenty feet away from him.
"Now I forgive you, Dobe."
Obito guesses that's fair.