Ship: Compassionshipping (Mai x Yugi x Ishizu)

To the person who requested this, I am so very sorry it has taken me this long. That being said, I will just drop a note here and we'll carry on our merry way. I have amassed a list of cliched tropes commonly used in fanfiction and other media, and I decided I would pick out one of those to write about. (Also, I had to make the ship name a couple months ago and I do not remember my reasoning for it, but I do not have the mental faculties to think of a new one right now. Again, if a name already exists, let me know, or if you have a better suggestion, I'm all ears!) Also, I was so, so stuck on this, so I wrote something short and sweet. Pre-established relationship because my brain absolutely could not come up with anything on how to get these three together.

It's All In The Approach

Yugi was hyperfixating again. He worked efficiently, and he worked hard, too, and it meaned that he worked fast. Tasks completed, one after another, rolled together into a snowball of productivity with exponentially increasing momentum. At first glance, it seemed like a good thing - things were getting done, a stack of files read and sorted and paperwork signed and reports reviewed. It really was a good thing, until his work bled over into his personal life. And by the time it got that far, the snowball was already monstrous and crushing houses as it careened down the mountainside.

"You haven't eaten since breakfast," Ishizu reminded, pushing to him the bowl of rice.

"Ah, how'd you know?" he murmured, flipping through the file, eyebrows ticked down behind the frames of his lenses.

Mai rolled her eyes, her chin in her hand and her elbow on the table. "I think we all know how you get when you start on a new client."

"I just missed lunch, that's all," Yugi replied. He tapped the end of his pen against his lips. "I feel fine." He glanced up at them over the edges of his reading glasses. A smile, warm and genuine and fond. "I'll eat dinner after this page."

Which Ishizu and Mai both knew was just not true. He'd completely forget about dinner by the time he finished that page. And while they worried about him, they could never stay upset - not with that heart-melting smile of his.

The bastard. Mai inhaled slowly through her nose. He just had to go and complicate things with his cuteness.

Ishizu leaned forward, her bronze fingers gentle on the pen as she dislodged it from his grasp. "No, you're going to eat dinner now, and then you can finish this page." She dragged the files away from him, and he only weakly pawed at them and pouted with a puppy-like whine. He pretended to glare at them over the edges of his reading glasses. Pretended, key word there, since the corners of his lips were twitching up. Ishizu's brow arched sharply.

He shook his head with a sweet huffing laugh. "Fine, fine, I'll eat." He dragged the bowl closer, and his girlfriends were so focused on making sure he was actually eating that they ignored their own meals. He languidly gestured to them with his utensils. "C'mon, don't be hypocrites. Eat your dinner."

They ate dinner together.


The sun had long set. The last rays of light faded into red, to purple, to black, hours ago. But light glowed from within the apartment. Yugi was still plugging away, hunched over his work, blond bangs dangling down and pen grasped gently in his fingers.

Ishizu's hands curled over his shoulders. Her thumbs rolled into the tight muscle. His head sagged forward, and a hum curled from his throat.

"Come to bed," she whispered, low and gentle, soothing, and her voice was swinging tenderly like a lullaby.

"I've still got some stuff to do," Yugi murmured in reply, even as his lids drooped heavily over his hazy violet eyes.

"Nothing that can't wait until tomorrow," Ishizu replied. "I'm sure you're ahead, already."

A sleepy, noncommittal hum.

Mai sighed, exasperated, tired and cranky and wanting to curl up in bed with her two lovers. Mai was a night owl, too, and even she thought this was getting ridiculous. She stalked up to the table. "Okay, you're getting your ass in bed, mister!" She plucked the pen from his grasp and snapped the folder closed. Yugi just barely got to pull his hands away in time. "I'm not playing these games tonight." She pushed the file down the table, as it slid to a stop, just a few inches from the edge. "I'm tired, Ishizu's tired, you're tired, and we both want you in bed with us."

Yugi was chuckling, but he readily stood from the chair. "I am very tired."

Mai rolled her eyes and grabbed him by the wrist to drag him down the hall.

Ishizu shook her head, a sanguine smile on her lips.

Well, that was one way to get it down.

She drifted down the hall, her hand dragging along the wall to the light switch.

The dining room light snapped off. Within ten minutes, the whole apartment was dark, and three shapes huddled beneath the blankets on the large bed.

"Love you…" Yugi slurred, already drifting off. Mai hummed, and Ishizu nudged back into him.

Sleepy huffs in the dark of the bedroom. It was a restful night for all three.

THE END

Well, to the requester, I hope you enjoyed this! If you didn't, tell me what I could do better next time, and don't be afraid to request again!

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