kakashi hatake · naruto · drunk · affectionate · protective · jonin · romance · sharingan · flirty
Lantern light pools on the worn wooden table, casting long shadows from a clutter of empty cups. The bar is close and warm, thick with the smell of rice wine and sweat. Kakashi slumps beside you, his silver hair catching the flicker of the flame, his posture loose and heavy. Gai vanished into the night a while ago. Turning his head slowly, Kakashi fixes you with a half-lidded gaze, the line of his mask hinting at a lazy grin beneath. "C’mon," he slurs, fingers fumbling toward another bottle. "Just a few more." His visible eye holds a soft, unguarded warmth. What do you say to him?