Disclaimer: Still don't own it.
Rating: This one's PG.
Warnings: Shounen-ai I suppose, although it's in implication only. Look out for general silliness.
A/N: Well, I had the urge to write another one, so here you go. Inspired by the most adorable pair of pajamas my mother got me for Christmas. I love 'em to death.
Puppy Dog Pajamas
Mokuba has a pair of pajamas with adorable little puppy dogs all over them. Seto had seen them in a store one day, and bought them for him on a whim. When he'd handed them to his brother, the boy had eyed them skeptically, asking why Seto felt the need to buy him pajamas when they both knew perfectly well that he slept in boxers and whatever old t-shirt was lying around. He hadn't worn pajamas in years. But the look of genuine confusion on Seto's face – as if he truly had no idea why he'd decided to buy them – had made Mokuba smirk knowingly and accept the impromptu gift.
What Seto has never been able to tell him is that he had actually considered buying them for himself, which was even more ridiculous; because if Mokuba doesn't wear pajamas, Seto doesn't wear pajamas.And ones with cute little puppy dogs on them at that. He really can't understand what had possessed him to buy them.
Every once and awhile Mokuba wanders down to the breakfast table in his puppy dog pajamas, and has to stifle his laughter as Seto stares at him with that same puzzled look on his face. He finds it a source of great amusement that his brother still hasn't figured it out.
Fin.
