Best Wishes
Epilogue
Pale eyelids opened and fell before adjusting to the darkness. Kaiba turned his head, searching for some kind of alarm clock. His brilliant, blue eyes fell on the bed table beside him, watching the green digits flash 3:07. It was just barely morning.
Suddenly, his body stiffened as an object brushed against his lower leg. He closed his eyes and stilled his body, trying to determine what the seemingly foreign item was. Again, Joey's foot touched the brunet's long, lithe leg. The blonde sighed in his sleep before snuggling against the warmth he could sense. The CEO let out a soft laugh, berating himself for getting so worked up.
He enjoyed the feel of another human body pressed against his own. He wondered if this thing with Joey was just to fulfill his need for human affection. If it were, he would just cut his losses now and leave before the nuisance awoke. Maybe they could even still fuck. His inner voice had taken a bitter tone and he knew he wasn't thinking clearly.
The blonde had all but said that he wanted to stick around. Why ruin a good thing before it becomes a good thing? Besides, lying here like this with Joey pressed against him, his soft breath caressing the brown hairs adorning his neck, was a good thing.
He was being stupid to think that whatever was happening with Joey could happen with anyone else. They had always shared a bond, a relationship separate from normality, but a reality none the less. Even with the bickering and the every once in awhile fist fights, they completed each other in some strange, twisted sense that they were both familiar with. Their emotions toward each other went far beyond physical lust, yet he didn't love the blonde. He doubted the blonde loved him. Still, he could see it in the future.
Kaiba closed his eyes, willing his mind to focus on sleep instead of these troublesome thoughts. With the warmth of the blonde's body and the deep breathing that seemed to soothe him, sleep fell easily over the pale, blue-eyed brunet.
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Cerulean eyes opened to the bright sun of a new morning. He rounded his body, seeing if the honey brown-eyed teen had awoken yet. He turned to an empty bunch of sheets and a cover. His head turned to a door he hadn't noticed before. The sound of water hitting a solid substance told him that the blonde had decided to take a shower, without waking him.
It didn't matter though. The thought of a naked and wet Joseph Wheeler gave him more than enough reason to invite himself into the warmth of water droplets cascading across his skin. They missed a lot of time together and had much to catch up on.
Like Joey said, "Ten years is a long time."
END