Kakashi couldn't speak through the hiccups that were his sobs, and he heaved in deep shuddering breaths as best he could between each breathless wail of a cry. He couldn't stop, and was suddenly reminded why he hated crying so much. It hurt. Physically and emotionally, to be this weak and vulnerable, to cry this hard after so many years.

"Should-" His hands gripped at Obito's shoulders, his shirt, tugging it, shaking it, making sure he understood that Kakashi understood. "I- should tell you what I want.." he garbled, the words coming out gross-sounding and nasally through his tears. He hadn't even stopped crying yet, but he wanted this over as soon as possible now. He was so tired, so weary of hoisting all this on his back.. The end was in view and Kakashi was desperate to reach for the light.