Euroshipping (Bakura Ryo/Kaiba Seto)

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"I don't need you, of all people, to be lecturing me about self-care."

Seto tried to glare at the boy to make his point, but something about it felt half-assed. It was hard to throw really that much irritation at a teenager who looked like he might fall over if the wind blew more than a mile per hour.

Ryo just kind of smiled at him, his face twisting in that gloomy sort of grin.

"Sometimes it's much easier to tell someone else how to take care of themselves than it is to tell yourself," he said.

"You're telling me," Seto said, rolling his eyes. "When's the last time you took a bath?"

"Who knows. When's the last time you ate something?"

Seto glanced at the clock and realized he couldn't remember.

"Is there a reason for this interrogation?"

Ryo shrugged, and wandered over to flop himself into one of the chairs by Seto's desk.

"I just came to say hello and you looked tired so I just thought I'd ask if you'd slept," he said. "You're the one that turned it into an interrogation."

Seto snorted, putting his pen down and leaning across the table.

"Ilook tired? You're the one who comes in every morning with bags under your eyes the size of Okinawa."

"I was busy writing our next campaign last night."

"Oh my god. We're only two sessions into the first one, Bakura."

"Can never be too prepared. What about you? You responded when I texted you at four am this morning."

"I was working on the progress reports for my next press conference. At least that's important."

"Oh right, the press conference that's not scheduled for...what? Another five months? Overachiever."

"Says the dork."

"Says the adult child who plays my 'dorky' campaigns."

"We could go back and forth like this all day, you know."

"Yup."

Seto glared at him. Ryo just smiled sleepily back.

Seto groaned, resting his head on the desk.

"Fine," he said. "I will leave my desk. I know that's why you're here to bother me."

"What? Me? Of course not."

Seto rolled his eyes before lifting his head, and then sat back up.

"I will leave my desk for only two hours," he said.

"Longer if I trick you into falling asleep," Ryo said. "But okay. Come on, let's find something for you to eat, Mr. Bigshot CEO."

Seto rolled his eyes again, but when Ryo walked around the desk to grab him by the elbow, he let himself be lifted to his feet. He knew that in the next two hours he'd somehow end up having fallen asleep in the car or something, with Ryo telling the driver not to wake him up, and that he'd lose half the day.

But it was all right.

Sometimes, you just had to take care of yourself, and sometimes, it took someone else who didn't know how to take care of themselves to tell you that.

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A/N: That was cuter than it had a right to be. Next is Ettushipping (Seto x Jonouchi x Mai).