I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh
Seto walked into his house- er, mansion, after a long night of work and set his briefcase down. He took off his (gravity defying) coat and hung it on the coat rack. As he walked through the living room on his way upstairs, he paused. He looked around and his gaze fell on the couch. There was a lump lying there, covered by a blanket.
He walked over and smiled softly. A mop of ebony hair poked out from under the blanket and Seto knew Mokuba was sleeping on the couch, though he didn't know why.
He almost shook Mokuba awake to send him to bed, but the younger Kaiba brother stirred and rolled over. Seto smiled, Mokuba looked so peaceful and innocent when he was sleeping.
Seto gently lifted Mokuba up and carried him to Mokuba's room. He set his little brother down in his bed and pulled the covers up for him.
Seto turned to leave when a voice said softly, "Seto…?"
"Go to sleep Kiddo, it's pretty late." He said.
"You're home…" Mokuba said, sitting up slightly.
"Yeah, I found you sleeping on the couch." Seto said, turning back. He knew that a half asleep Mokuba would tell nothing but the truth.
Mokuba smiled tiredly, "I was waiting for you." He said.
"Waiting for me?" Seto asked, mildly surprised.
"Uh-Huh." Mokuba said with a yawn, "You seem lonely Seto; I thought I'd wait up for you."
Lonely?
"Good night Seto." Mokuba murmured, lying back down.
"G'night." Seto said, smiling. Mokuba was always doing something for Seto, even if that meant staying up all night.
"I love you big brother." Mokuba said softly.
"I love you too, Mokie."