[ drinks ] sender brings receiver a drink from a bar/their kitchen / imagine with me a very drunk on one beer iruka bringing a 6 pack to kakashi :) maybe tt au?
The History Channel has really gone downhill, he thinks to himself. It's easier to focus on the wacky hairdo of the gentleman on screen talking about how aliens are in actual fact biblical demons than it is to focus on this: Iruka, flushed and smiling sweetly, a six pack dangling from his fingers as he strides into Kakashi's cramped living room. He weaves gracefully around Monty and Biscuit, laid out on the floor like they pay rent, with polite 'excuse me's to both of them.
It's easier to scoff at the so-called professor on screen trying to convince the audience that there's biblical evidence for the idea, presented as fact, that Jesus Christ himself might have been an alien, than it is to think about how Iruka tosses himself onto the couch next to him, close enough that their arms brush. Both of them shiver, and Iruka seems to waver for a second, tensing against his arm, but Kakashi keeps his left arm still and reaches across his body with his right hand to take one of the beers.
"Yum," he says, "High Life: the Champagne of beers."
He settles back against the couch, his arm pressed further against Iruka's. Funny how that works.
"We can watch some other shit, I'm pretty sure the History Channel is trying to turn everyone in America over the age of fifty into right wing cranks." Kakashi pauses, and then asks: "Wanna watch the Blair Witch Project with me?"
water came down through the cracks in the ceiling, / but this time the water had a different feeling. / it's the sort of feeling that is hard to explain, / so, let me put it to you in a different way. now,