Awareshipping (Bakura Ryo/Marik Ishtar/Otogi Ryuji)

. . .

"Ryo," Otogi said. "Do you mind?"

Ryo looked up from his DS, the glow making the bags under his eyes look almost a little eerie.

"Mind what?"

Otogi jerked his head pointedly towards the kitchen, and Ryo blinked, looking around. The remains of Otogi's house party lay strewn around the room, mostly empty food containers and glasses, with a couple of the streamers that Yugi had hung up since torn down and scattered around the house. Pretty much everyone had already gone home, though—except Ryo. And Marik, who had offered to stay behind and help Otogi clean up, who was currently in the kitchen. Of course, "staying behind to clean up" was probably code for something else, which Otogi would be getting to if Ryo wasn't still lingering for some reason.

Ryo blinked at him again.

"I'm not stopping you from having sex with Marik," he said.

"Ryo, I'm asking, politely, for you to please go home," Otogi said, his cheeks flushing.

"Marik's my ride."

"I'll pay for your taxi."

"I'll go to another room with my headphones if you're worried about me listening. Not that it's anything I haven't heard before. You're not the only one Marik's sleeping with—you know that, right? I hope you know that."

"Marik and I are very, very clear about our relationship, and I don't need you to be nagging me about communication," Otogi said, the redness in his cheeks moving down to his neck.

Ryo just shrugged at him and looked back down at his DS. Otogi opened his mouth to argue further, but Marik appeared, wiping his hands off on a towel. He looked as good as always in his tank top, which showed off his almost effortlessly attained muscles.

"Hey," he said to Otogi, before his eyes caught on Ryo. "Oh shit—I'm sorry, Ryo, I thought I was gonna ask Yugi to take you home."

"It's fine," Ryo said, without even looking up. "Really. You guys carry on. Don't let me get in the way."

If Otogi wasn't annoyed, he would have probably found Ryo's matter-of-fact, monotone voice hilarious. He glanced at Marik, shrugging helplessly.

"Sorry, I'll take you home," Marik said. "I'll be back to finish helping with cleanup, Otogi, it's not far to our apartment. Twenty minutes tops."

"You don't have to," said Ryo. "I won't watch or anything."

"Oh my god, that's not the problem," Otogi said.

Marik actually laughed.

"Sorry," he said. He walked over to pat Ryo on the shoulder, helping him up. "Come on, let's go, I think you probably drank more than you think you did. Normally you'd be complaining a lot more."

"I'm one hundred percent sober," Ryo said, but he did sway a little.

"I'll be back, Otogi, sorry," Marik said.

"It's fine, really," Otogi said, blushing in spite of himself.

God. What had happened to get him in the middle of this awkwardness?

. . .

A/N: I'm sorry I just thought it was funny. Next is Avishipping (Yami Yugi x Ishizu).