The realization suddenly struck Kakashi that Obito did a lot of wriggling. It was like sharing a bed with one of his hounds, the smaller ones that needed to find the perfect place on his bed before they could even think about sleeping and so would snuffle and prod at every inch of his bed before settling.

"That bad, huh?" he asked when Obito had finally stopped moving. He didn't mind being used as a pillow too much, but was it ever a fuss. All this for a heart to heart.