Day 12: Deathshipping (Yami Marik/Ryou) - "Bundled up"

(Yami Marik's name-of-the-day: Kek!)

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Ryou sat thoroughly bundled up in a nice thick sweater and the warmest blanket he could find. He was absolutely freezing, and no amount of warm clothing seemed to be helping. He fumbled around in the blankets, looking for the source of the phantom draft freezing his toes solid despite the nice fluffy socks he had on.

Kek strolled in to the room and spotted the small mountain of fluff that had consumed his boyfriend. He walked over and peered into the pile. "Cold?"

Ryou poked his head out from his cocoon. "What was your first clu….how on earth are you only wearing a t-shirt right now?"

Kek looked down at his chest and shrugged. "It's not that cold."

"It's freezing!" Ryou huffed, then blinked up at Kek with his best pleading expression. "Gimme your body heat."

Kek smirked and made a show of thinking it over while Ryou squirmed impatiently, before crossing his arms with a wide grin. "No."

"But I'm cold."

"And I'm evil. What're you going to do about it?"

Ryou scowled at his dirty, rotten, mean, no-good boyfriend, who nonetheless looked very warm and inviting. He shifted around under the blankets to make sure his limbs were free.

Kek leaned over him. "You look like a squirming marshmallow."

Ryou didn't dignify that with a response. Instead, he launched himself from his blanket fort and tackled Kek around the middle. The unexpected attack sent them both splaying out on the floor, where Ryou promptly wrapped both arms and legs around his prey, and buried his face in Kek's chest. "My body heat. Gimme."

Kek burst into loud cackles. "Only you can make a sneak attack look adorable. It's incredible."

Ryou snuck a hand up to awkwardly squish against Kek's mouth. "Shhhh, body pillows don't talk." He unhooked one leg and squirmed around to pull the corner of the blanket over. He made short work of tucking it around them both and burrowing right back into Kek's glorious warmth. He let out a contented sigh.

Kek whined. "I'm going to overheat at this rate."

"And I'm cold. What're you gonna do about it?"

Kek just grinned and ducked his head under the blanket. Ryou let out a loud yelp, but didn't yield his newfound pocket of warmth.

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A/N: Ryou gets what he wants. Or else. ;)