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"Babe?"

You turned on the water.

"Babe?"

You turned up the music.

"Babe?!"

You continued your nighttime routine as usual.

"(Y/N), c'mon don't be like this."

You ignored the Hatake, who was leaning against the bathroom door, as you dried your hands.

"(Y/N)..."

Kakashi sighed and ran a hand through his hair, before walking up to you and caging you in his arms from behind.

"Don't be mad anymore. I'm sorry." He said, resting his chin on your shoulder.

You bit your bottom lip and attempted to shrug him off, only to make him hold on tighter.

"I'm sorry for standing you up. I really didn't mean to. I-I just lost track of time and-"

You turned around and pushed him off of you before going into the bedroom, pretending to reorganize the already organized room.

You didn't want to talk to him. Not yet.

That morning, you had agreed to meet Kakashi at Ise Sueyoshi, a fine dining restaurant, for your third anniversary dinner. To you, anniversaries weren't that big of a deal, so eating at a fancy restaurant didn't exactly seem necessary. But, Kakashi insisted that you meet him there after training, which led you to sit, alone, at the reserved booth for over two hours. After the waiter asked you about the, "other members of the party", for the fifth time, you decided to give up and go home.

Upon returning home, with fury written all over your face, you walked through the door to see Kakashi sitting on the couch, reading. When he noticed you, his face instantly fell, remembering his words a few hours prior.

This led him to continuously apologize for the next three hours, which frankly made you even more annoyed than you originally were.

"Babe."

You opened the drawers.

"Babe."

You rearranged the folded clothes.

"Babe?"

You turned around and looked him straight in the eye, making him shrink a little in his place.

"I... love you?"

You rolled your eyes and continued busying yourself at the drawers.

"(Y/N)," He began, "Just hear me out. Please?"

You balled your hands into fists and clenched your teeth. You hated being mad at him, you really did, but you didn't know how to stop. It was humiliating to be sitting there on your own, especially when the people around you began whispering to one another.

"Look, I really am sorry. If I could take it back, I would. I'm literally the worst boyfriend in the world and I will never forgive myself."

He walked closer to you, and you felt his hand brush against yours.

"And I hate it when you're mad at me, because I can't see that beautiful smile of yours... I... I just want you to look at me. Please?"

You hesitated before turning around, only to be scooped into his arms and thrown on the bed. He put his full body weight on you, and successfully trapped you underneath him.

"Kakashi, w-what are you doing?!"

"I'm not moving until you forgive me."

"Are you serious?! How immature can you be?"

"Hey, I'm desperate and you won't talk to me. This was the only way."

You scoffed.

"I'll suffocate first."

"Babe," he began, wrapping his arms tighter around your waist, "I'll make it up to you. How about a take two tomorrow afternoon?"

"You really think that's going to make it better?"

"I..." He looked up at you with large, pleading eyes, "Name your price. I'll do anything. I'll do the laundry for a whole month, I'll wash the dishes, I'll clean the hou-"

"No, there isn't anything y-"

"C'mon, there's got to be something..."

You thought for a while, imagining all of the things he would find torturous, as a smile slowly creeped on your lips.

"I want you to give up Icha Icha for a month."

"What?! I-"

"Either that or no sex for a month."

"Icha Icha it is."

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, smiling ever so slightly.

"So... does this mean you forgive me?" He asked, eyes gleaming hopefully.

"I mean... I guess."

He then proceeded to wrap his arms around you tighter while giving you the largest smile you've ever seen.

What a dweeb.

You gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead before he said, "So, speaking of sex..."

You smacked him on the head.

"Do you want me to be mad at you again?"

"I-I was kidding, I swear."

Not really...

After a few seconds of silence, you asked, "So... can you get off of me now?"

"No," He began, "I'm perfectly content right here."

You smiled and ran your hands through his hair, before he got up and placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

"Happy anniversary babe."

"Happy anniversary idiot."

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