This one was written for another drabble challenge of the sxsawards community and I thought it suit within the Snippets of a CEO's life!

Genre: Humor
Beta: none—it's so short…

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Part II

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Red

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"Serenityyy!"

The whining scream reached her ears even downstairs in the kitchen. She grasped the knife in her hand tightly until her knuckles turned almost white. How was she supposed to prepare dinner when he wouldn't leave her alone for just two minutes?

Mokuba's head shot up from his textbook and he chuckled when Serenity growled lowly and rolled her eyes in annoyance. He grinned at nobody in particular and shook his head at the scenario inside the Kaiba residence.

"If only I had known before that he can be like this, I wouldn't have agreed to marry him." Serenity muttered under her breath and chucked the knife down.

"He gets rarely sick." Mokuba shrugged.

"Thank God! If this will happen more often, I swear I want a divorce!" She stomped out of the kitchen, straight into the bathroom.

Maybe she should buy baby powder to mother him! She cursed silently and grabbed the bottle of cream, leaving to go upstairs.

"Seren—," Seto stopped his loud yell when he saw the door opening. "Finally."

Serenity sighed heavily when she saw the poor heap of turmoil that was left of her husband. Seto was sitting on his bed, stiff like a stick, his palms touching the covers but yet spread out, away from his torso. Not even his legs touched the bed, just his cute ass. With sympathy for her other half the woman crossed the room and raised a scolding eyebrow at the glaring figure in front of her.

"What took you so long?" He asked almost pouting like a child. "I'm dying, I tell you."

Serenity sighed inwardly. "You're not dying, Seto."

"But it hurts!" He insisted when she crawled on the bed right behind him. "Where have you been so long?"

"I was trying to prepare dinner for you. Now stop whining. You haven't even taken off your shirt so far." She sat cross-legged behind him and raised her eyebrows expectantly.

"I didn't want to catch a cold in case you'd take another hour." He grumpily explained and unbuttoned his white shirt. Carefully he pulled it off his body, cursing under his breath.

"And stop cursing. It's your own fault. I told you to use something to protect your skin." She scolded and squeezed some of the white liquid onto his back. Carefully she started to rub it in, softly, not to hurt his sore flesh.

"My fault? My…" He gasped for air dramatically. "It was your bloody idea to spend the weekend in Barbados. Now look what you've done."

"All I did was to tell you to put some cream on your back but you, Mr. Stubborn, didn't want to listen to me!" It was tempting to just scratch her nails along his spine, making him regret to blame her for his own stupidity. But after all she loved him too much to do so.

"How was I supposed to know that we would spend two hours without any clothes at all?" The statement was supposed to sound accusing but even Seto couldn't help his mischievous grin. The memory brought too many thoughts of enjoyable, sinful and well-spent time with his wife.

"I didn't know either." She smiled at him and moved to his side, so he would look at her. Serenity tenderly pushed some chestnut locks out of is face before she spread a small amount of cream onto her hand. She dipped into the cream with her index finger and then onto his nose, cheeks, forehead and chin. "Wasn't it worth the sun burnt skin?"

Seto closed his eyes when Serenity softly rubbed the cream onto his face with just her index finger. But closing his eyes made Seto only having pictures of their making out session in front of his inner eye…

The small boat… the sea… just Serenity and him… one whole afternoon.

He couldn't help the smile that tugged on his lips, only waiting to grow wider. "You win."

"I thought so." Serenity smiled and put the cream aside to look at her husband. The sun had burnt him badly and she pitied him, even if she wouldn't tell him. That would only make him whine again! She chuckled when he looked at her with narrowed eyes.

"I don't see what is so funny." He wanted to cross his arms so badly but couldn't, afraid his skin would hurt from the contact. He puffed out a breath. "I'm looking like a tomato."

Serenity had seen a lot of different sides of her husband during the few years, since the day they fell in love with each other, until now. Sides of Seto no one had ever seen, not even Mokuba. For the first time in those years he was near something what you could call sick. Not really sick of course. Burnt suited better. However, this side she hadn't known so far but she couldn't help but love this side as well.

Serenity kissed her husband on his lips, carefully not to touch his skin. "I love you, Seto." She smiled lovingly and added, "even red."

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The end.