One Hundred Pebbles In A Glass Jar

by sitabethel

100 Thiefshipping drabbles loosely connected to show Marik and Bakura's relationship over a couple of decades. Rated M for certain drabbles scattered throughout the fic.

42. a single moment

Sweat beaded against the dark glass of the two beer bottles. The radio in the living room sounded far off, but pleasant. Their fingers took turns snaking Dominoes across the table.

They spoke of nothing in particular.

It was one of those rare, hot nights where they felt content to sit in the kitchen with a box fan and some beer, playing a game and forgetting to argue.