He shook his head and dragged him closer, holding onto him tightly like that was going to make him change his mind even as he cried harder, twisting his fingers in the cloth of Kakashi's shirt like he was trying to keep him from escapng. First he pushed them away, fine, Kakashi did that, then he almost died, and he couldn't see or talk to him for weeks. Now this? He couldn't do it. He knew on some level he wasn't being left behind and abandoned by the person he'd managed to convince himself wouldn't do it, but it still felt like that.

And it felt like he'd done it to himself. "Don't leave. Please. Please."