rockstar.
d3adlyn1ghtshad3.
disclaimer.
i do not own yu-gi-oh or seto, or joey. D: i know. it would be so much better if i did. x3
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Gulp.
Cherry pepsi goes down a dry throat. The owner hisses in pain after it slides down.
"Fucking lovely." Muttered.
His face is pale as the moon, and his lip is cracked. A long pink line crosses his neck down his chest, and his eyes have deep purple-red bags under them. This kind of wear could only be done from nights and nights of little sleep.
"Maybe you should stop...growling so much." Amused.
"I don't growl." His voice is mature.
A bottle of water and two ibuprophen are shoved into his hands. His chocolate eyes are curved into a smile, and he brings the bottle to his lips after throwing the pils into his mouth. His throat feels instantly better, and his headache soon starts to recede.
"You need help washing that makeup off?"
"Nah."
He's changed from his jeans and shirt into sweatpants. He has his undershirt on as well.
"Someone's secret admirer is here!" Sing-song voice.
"Huh--Kaiba!?" Astonished.
"Why hello pup." Snark.
"Ugh. Not again with the dog jokes." Eyeroll.
"Aw, I could always move onto your howling prowess." Containing laughter.
"You didn't like it?" Teasing.
"You didn't break the glass of the windows." Shocked.
"Don't act so surprised." Another eyeroll.
"You're pretty good." Smirk.
"I know." Arrogance.
A female voice rings through the room. She's smirking from her perch on a stool in front of a mirror as she takes off her many earrings and makeup.
"Will you two just go screw each other?"
The men look at her indignantly.
"Are we that obvious?" Jou.
"...I didn't think so..." Seto.
Jou is promptly thrown against the wall. Seto is running his hands through his hair as he kisses and bites at his neck. The two forget everything -- and everyone. When Seto's shirt is thrown across the room, and as the two men are unbuckling their pants, their eyes widen when they hear a squeal and overexuberant laughter.
"Yay! I have Seto Kaiba's shirt! I'm going to go home and cherish it forever!"
And the guitarist is quickly out the door and in her corvette, driving home, still laughing.
The men just stare.
"She's a bit odd...where were we?"
Lick.
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