@copycopy asked: "tenzo... i liked it when your hair was longer. [mumbles] s'pretty."
They didn’t drink together often, which, in hindsight, was probably a shame. Yamato hadn’t even come out that evening with the intention of drinking anything, but crossing paths with a senpai who had already clearly knocked back a few and demanded he join him... well, some things simply couldn’t be passed up.
He was careful to watch his own intake, however, knowing that he could get quite chatty after a couple of drinks. The last thing he wanted to do was embarrass himself in front of the one person whose opinion he valued the highest.
“Yamato.” He reminded his senpai - pointlessly, of course, and he really didn’t mind anyway. The mumbled confession that followed had heat rising into his face in an instant and he quickly ducked his head, running one hand through the hair in question. Cutting it short had been a decision made after one too many teases about its length and a realisation that short would be much more practical for a working shinobi.
But he did miss it, sometimes.
“Senpai...” He could only hope that Kakashi wouldn’t remember this moment, that the flush on his face could be attributed to the alcohol and nothing more. “I think I should get you some water...”