Obito was hanging around again, Shisui observed with an exasperated sigh as he reached training ground thirteen, though Kakashi was barely paying attention to him, focused on Tenzou and offering him reassurance as he worked through exercises with his mokuton; a hopeful nudge as Obito tried to interpose himself earned no more than a sharp, dismissive response - and Kakashi had turned away again before the mournful, broken look bloomed in his eyes.

Shisui shook his head a little - he had once despaired of Kakashi's cruelty, been made uneasy by the cool nature of his heart and distant mind, but as they worked together and crept towards more had slowly grown to realise that Kakashi truly had no thought that he was being so much as unkind; had little thought for Obito at all - then stepped out of the trees, crossing to his lover and tucking himself against Kakashi's side easily, a quiet hum of pleasure building in his throat as Kakashi immediately softened and welcomed him close, arm winding around his waist and attention shifting to him with a murmured question.

"Nothing, love." Shisui said lightly, nuzzling Kakashi's cheek and grinning as he rumbled happily, returning it with open affection; Shisui slanted a glance at Obito and grinned a little wider before turning his back on his cousin, nestled into his lover's shoulder - maybe he wasn't that kind either.