Kakashi was leaning leisurely against the frame of the building, arms folded and head dipped slightly as he let the rush of warmth flood his body, the contrast making him feel kind of tingly against the colder air.

When Tenzou approached, he looked up and smiled.

"Don't pout," he tutted, but his voice was affectionate. He wasn't drunk enough to stumble or fall into step with how he usually acted when drunk, but he was loose enough to show his friend a little more care.

"Here, I'll walk you home?" he offered, and held out his arm as he pushed away from the building.