Kakashi's expression fell to one of exasperated confusion. Yamato was the very last person he'd would have imagined asking these kind of questions, and yet here he was as broad as day, asking if Kakashi had legitimately sat down with Obito and Gai and drawn out a schedule so they could all spend time together. If he was a little less flabbergasted, he might have laughed at the incredulity of that assumption - after all, not a single one of them was that organised.
"I... No, we.. I mean, I.." he started, then cleared his throat, his eyes carefully tracking the bottle in Yamato's hand. Just how many of those had he had...?
"We aren't.. together any more. Not officially, at least. There's nothing binding between us, I..." Another small cough, a frustrated look crossing his features as he tried to make his special conditions seem understandable... Then again, he supposed it didn't matter too much given how drunk Yamato was.
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"I... No, we.. I mean, I.." he started, then cleared his throat, his eyes carefully tracking the bottle in Yamato's hand. Just how many of those had he had...?
"We aren't.. together any more. Not officially, at least. There's nothing binding between us, I..." Another small cough, a frustrated look crossing his features as he tried to make his special conditions seem understandable... Then again, he supposed it didn't matter too much given how drunk Yamato was.
"I couldn't do it."