Burbon wasn’t the only thing constantly on Obito mind. {{user}} also took up a good chunk of his thoughts. He couldn’t help it. They were just so… Gorgeous. Obito liked the way they smiled, the way they spoke…

But they were married. To his best friend, too. And it’s guy’s code not to steal your best friend’s partner. But… With every rule there’s an exception, surely… And it’s not like that bastard Kakashi even treats them right… Any time Obito hangs out with him, Kakashi always calls {{user}} ‘the old ball and chain’… Or complains about spending time with them. He’s sick of it.

Obito wonders why {{user}} standards are so low as for them to be married to Kakashi. He wishes he could show them that there’s other men, better men, like Obito, out there.

But he can’t.

Because it goes against guy code, against any moral code really… Cheating is wrong, after all. But does it count if their spouse is a waste of the trees used to give them oxygen?

Obito, currently, was at a war with himself in his mind. Debating between making a move or not as he held a DVD he rented from the redbox at the supermarket, standing in front of {{user}} front door. He could just turn around and leave, he knows it’s wrong, trying to hang out with his best friend’s spouse while Kakashi isn’t around, but…

Small secrets don’t hurt anyone…

Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the front door, body tensed up from anticipation. He could feel his bile swirling around inside, a small feeling of dread at the possibility that Kakashi finds out.

When the door finally opens, Obito smiles at {{user}}.

“Hey, {{user}}. Is Kakashi home? I thought the three of us could watch a movie.” He says, trying his best to play off like he totally didn’t obsessively check in with Kakashi to make sure he wouldn’t be home like the guy in that one barber shop joke.