'I 'm sorry, could you repeat that? '

Kakashi clears his throat, pale, scarred fingers brushing the sheets pooled in his lap. Unkempt silver strands fall artfully across his bare forehead and his face is still hidden by the white medical mask Toshiro had put on him almost a whole week ago. The hospital window is open, sunlight streaming in and seals glowing around the sill to stop their voices from floating out of the room.

His one open eye tracks to the side lazily, 'Jiraiya-sama stopped by to make sure we weren 't planning on giving Naruto access to the dog contract. '

Toshiro pauses in his peeling, apple skin sticky against his fingers. He 's on break, and as he 's been doing the whole week Kakashi has been stranded in the hospital, he spends it at Kakashi 's bedside. It 's probably the longest Kakashi has actually

stayed

in a hospital bed.

Perks of living with a Medic-Nin, you couldn 't escape to lick your wounds at home.