Falling for my Sensei ?? Kakashi Hatake x OC

"I look like I'm bloated as fuck."

I turn sideways, looking at my tummy in the mirror that's hanging on my living room wall.

"You're only ten weeks along Ari. You're not exactly gonna have a full-on belly yet."

I turn the other way looking at the ugly long scar sitting vertically on the side of my stomach.

It's been looking much better since I got the stitches taken out last week.

I turn to face Asuma who's laying back in the lounge chair, chewing on a toothpick.

The whole, not being able to smoke around me anymore is really taking a toll on him.

He's basically been living on my balcony.

But when he showed up at my door this morning nearly having a nervous breakdown because Emiko wants him to outright quit the habit, I couldn't help but laugh.

He's chewed at more toothpicks than I can count in the last hour.

"Do you think these scars make me look tough?"

He scoffs rudely and rolls his eyes.

"You're five foot five and weigh next to nothing. No, you don't look tough."

I scowl in his direction, putting my tank top back down and walking back over to the couch to grab a blanket.

I wrap the blanket around myself and head into the kitchen, going straight for the fridge.

"Let's see what weird fucking snack you get today." He bullies me from the living room.

I don't even respond because my hand is already on the pickle jar at 10:30 in the morning.

"It's not my fault. He wants me to eat weird things at random times."

I blame my tiny human for my strange cravings at all times of the day.

I walk back over to the couch with the pickle jar in hand and plop myself down onto the cushions.

"Last night I woke up at four in the morning, looking for cheese." I tell him.

He snorts loudly.

"Let me guess. That was on the top of Kakashi's shopping list for the morning."

I nod my head, smiling guiltily.

"He's been spoiling the hell out of me. I told him I didn't need it but he won't take no for an answer."

I take a bite off of a pickle, crunching down on it and savoring the taste like it's the best thing in the world.

"I don't even like pickles. But this is amazing."

The front door opens and Kakashi walks in carrying a bunch of bags from the market.

"Hi beautiful." He calls out from the kitchen where he dumps the bags onto the counter.

"Hi darling." Asuma responds to him making me giggle.

"Do you not have a home?" Kakashi asks him as he comes to the back of the couch and wraps his arms around me.

"Whatcha eating?" He coos by my ear.

"Pickles." I hold one up for him to see as he chuckles.

"Odd. But cute." He kisses my cheek and straightens back up to go into the kitchen and put away the groceries.

"I got you cheese. Like seven different kinds." He says as he opens the refrigerator.

"Spoiled rotten." Asuma mutters under his breath.