…"I can still remember the world through the eyes of a child"…
Yugi stirred as the soft singing broke into his sleep from the hallway, and smiled slightly as he yawned and stretched. Jess' voice was his favourite thing to wake up to in the morning, it was something he was most looking forward to about marrying her- pretty soon he'd be able to do that every morning.
Reluctant to leave Ryou alone, Yugi had insisted he spent the night at his flat. Jess had been asleep curled up on the sofa when they returned long after midnight, and instead of waking her, he and Ryou had slept in their room. Turning over to see if he was awake, Yugi could tell he'd lain awake all night. His bloodshot eyes had dark circles under them and his face was deadly pale. His health was obviously greatly suffering- but what worried Yugi most was the way Ryou was staring at him. Gazing fixedly into his eyes, his expression blank and unchanging; it was almost frightening to him, but he did not show it.
Bakura watched as yugi slid out of bed wearing only pyjama trousers. He looked so cute in the mornings, yawning and stretching, his hair ruffled and untidy. He barely seemed to notice the teary green eyes fixed upon him, so Bakura continued to stare. He scanned his frame with his eyes, his slender shoulders and pale skin gave him a vulnerability that was so precious…He wanted to hold him close and safe. His characteristically large eyes gave him an air of innocence, the wondering stare of a child. He felt tears prickle back into his own eyes and spill down his cheeks onto the soft pillow. It still had Yugi's scent on it, Ryou thought, snuggling into it gratefully for the comfort, as Yugi left the room without saying a word. He could hear him and Jess laughing and talking from the kitchen, the sound was echoing around the empty room, echoing around his mind, a poisonous jealousy coursing through his veins.
That used to be me. Me and Yugi. Yugi and me. Now its just me, an outsider, and intruder to the perfect world and Yugi-and-jess.
Yugi?
Yugi?
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Yugi stirred as the soft singing broke into his sleep from the hallway, and smiled slightly as he yawned and stretched. Jess' voice was his favourite thing to wake up to in the morning, it was something he was most looking forward to about marrying her- pretty soon he'd be able to do that every morning.
Reluctant to leave Ryou alone, Yugi had insisted he spent the night at his flat. Jess had been asleep curled up on the sofa when they returned long after midnight, and instead of waking her, he and Ryou had slept in their room. Turning over to see if he was awake, Yugi could tell he'd lain awake all night. His bloodshot eyes had dark circles under them and his face was deadly pale. His health was obviously greatly suffering- but what worried Yugi most was the way Ryou was staring at him. Gazing fixedly into his eyes, his expression blank and unchanging; it was almost frightening to him, but he did not show it.
Bakura watched as yugi slid out of bed wearing only pyjama trousers. He looked so cute in the mornings, yawning and stretching, his hair ruffled and untidy. He barely seemed to notice the teary green eyes fixed upon him, so Bakura continued to stare. He scanned his frame with his eyes, his slender shoulders and pale skin gave him a vulnerability that was so precious…He wanted to hold him close and safe. His characteristically large eyes gave him an air of innocence, the wondering stare of a child. He felt tears prickle back into his own eyes and spill down his cheeks onto the soft pillow. It still had Yugi's scent on it, Ryou thought, snuggling into it gratefully for the comfort, as Yugi left the room without saying a word. He could hear him and Jess laughing and talking from the kitchen, the sound was echoing around the empty room, echoing around his mind, a poisonous jealousy coursing through his veins.
That used to be me. Me and Yugi. Yugi and me. Now its just me, an outsider, and intruder to the perfect world and Yugi-and-jess.
Yugi?
Yugi?
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