Another little Irateshippy drabble. For the record, I'm not Takahashi-sensei, which of course means I don't own Yuugiou. Just... playing with the boys for a little while.
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He still wasn't sure how he got so damn lucky. For all intents and purposes, the other teen should hate him, not be sleeping peacefully next to him.
What did he do to make the blond trust him so? He'd been back in town for barely one full day when the other arrived at his door, looking for a safe place to spend the night. Why hadn't he run to one of his friends? At that point they were barely more than passing acquaintances, yet that was the first night the other had slept in his bed--fully clothed of course! He hadn't been willing to push too far, too fast, no matter how long he'd actually wondered about his attraction to him.
Within days the temporary refuge became permanent, with Kaiba unexpectedly providing funds so that both blonds could continue their schooling without having to sacrifice any luxuries. That was a surprise, but the other almost seemed to accept it. Oh, he played his part well, snapping that he didn't need nor want charity while there was an audience then quietly thanking Kaiba when they--meaning Katsuya, Kaiba and him--were alone.
Now there was hardly a moment when he would turn around and not find the boy he loved somewhere close by. He still wondered if he would have ever told Katsuya how he felt if the other blond hadn't said something first, in that sweetly embarrassed but brash manner Malik loved more and more each day. It was kinda sappy, yeah, but then the pair of them could be rather sappy.
And then there were Katsuya's little idiosyncrasies... like dancing around the bedroom singing along to Gackt. He still couldn't get his lover to tell him exactly what the lyrics meant; he supposed he'd just ask Bakura the next time the thief-yami came over to visit. Right now, though...
Right now, the person he loved most in the world was sleeping curled up next to him; all was right in the world.
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Hmmmm... that's closer to a ficlet than a drabble. Not sure I like this one as much as the last one.