Theme: 021- The repetitive dream; for 100_chances
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff
Parings: YamixYugi
Warnings: AU-ish
Spoilers: None.
Summary: The pillow might have been the catalyst that brought them together, but that didn't mean Yami didn't have some issues with it.
This is a sequel to previous fics, so please check my profile for the links to its prequels.
As Yami wrapped his arms around Yugi, his head sank down into the pillow. He sighed contentedly, snuggled closer to Yugi's warmth, and tried to bask in thoughtless bliss. But two seconds later he had to open his eyes to check.
The damn thing was still staring at him.
"Yugi?" He asked.
"Mn?"
"When are you going to get rid of this pillow with my face on it?"
Yugi, his face buried against Yami's chest, mumbled something unintelligible.
"What?" Yami asked.
"I said, why?"
"Because it's creeping me out."
"It's cute."
"It's a picture of me."
"Don't you want me to find you cute?" He asked sleepily, eyes still closed.
"Well, yes, but why do you need a pillow with a picture of me when you have the real thing?"
"I like the pillow. It's comfortable. And it was a gift."
"You aren't even using it."
Yugi finally lifted his head, propping himself up. "Yami, how do you even have the energy to debate this right now? Aren't you exhausted?"
"Yes, I am, thank you, but it's staring at me! How would you feel if I went out and got a pillow with a picture of your face on it and made you stare at it when you spend the night at my house?"
Yugi sighed and curled back against him. "Just go to sleep."
"No, I want an answer, what does that pillow have that I don't?"
"It's quiet and lets me go to sleep when I'm worn out after spending three hours with my boyfriend."
"Was it really three?" He asked.
"Yes, it was three!" Yugi said defensively, before blushing as he realized Yami was teasing. He hid his face again.
"Yugi, come on," Yami said, refusing to let it go. "Are you really going to make me lay here and look at myself staring back every time I stay over? I'm going to start having nightmares. Do you want me to have reoccurring nightmares?"
"Go to sleep. Argue in the morning."
"I can't sleep with myself staring at me."
Yugi dragged himself up, yanked Yami forward, grabbed the pillow, turned it around to display the solid-coloured back, released Yami, and dropped back to the bed. "Happy now?"
"Well it's not in the same position as it was before, so it's not as comfortable–"
Yugi nipped his skin in retaliation. Yami winced as Yugi opened one eye and grinned at him. Yami, noticing the proximity of Yugi's teeth to two rather sensitive places on his chest, immediately gave in.
"And it's fine. Perfectly fine."
"Good." Yugi kissed the spot he'd bitten in apology, snuggling closer. "Good night Yami."
"Good night Yugi."
Notes: After the angst lately, here's some pointless flirty fluff. xD Three of the five themes in this row are actually quite light-hearted...that's unusual for me.
Happy Good Friday to those who celebrate it, and I hope my Jewish friends are having a happy Passover. I do realize there's something vaguely wrong about posting a fic that contains clearly-alluded-to male/male sex on a Christian holiday...and I'm okay with that. xD
For Easter I'll be doing an art post. Mostly original characters from my novel(s), but I'd still love to hear your comments. I'll be posting a link in the updates for the day on Sunday in case you want to bop over and take a look. x3