"have you ever met someone whose smile looks like it could make flowers grow?" kakashi has. it's you, tenzo🌸. please stop smiling🌼 there are flowers 🌺growi🌺ng in my hair🌷 now, there are flower🌻s growing up the w🌻ind🌻ows tenz🌹o plea🌸se i am b🌷🌺🌻🌷eggi🌻🌷ng yo🌸u🌺
he’s still fourteen, he thinks, when he gets curious and decides to creep into one of the older boys’ stashes of alcohol. it tastes bad, and at first he doesn’t see the appeal, but without any supervision there is no one to stop his experimentation. he keeps drinking, a lot and quickly, thinking he doesn’t feel the effects. and then, well … he stands up, the world spins horrendously, and he giggles.
it seems to take a tremendous amount of effort to make his way to kakashi’s room, but he suddenly has to tell the older boy how much fun he’s having rightnowimmediately, so he remains unbothered by the herculean undertaking of keeping from knocking himself out on a wall. when the door is answered, he reaches up and cups kakashi’s cheeks in his tiny hands, forgetting the unofficial ‘no touching’ rule settled between them in his inebriation. he giggles again, and suddenly the entire room is alive with plant life, twirling vines and blooming flowers. he’s never seen kakashi jump so high, which in turn makes him laugh more, which makes the plants writhe with their own brand of botanical joy.
‘ s-sorry, ’ he gasps through his laughter, in a tone that implies he isn’t sorry at all. ‘ i don’t want to tell them to stop. ’ there are tears on his face from all the snickering he’s doing, and isn’t that a novelty.