So I'll seek you out Just to find myself And I'll worry 'bout consequences later

[b_e_w_obsessiveskeptic]

 (Continued from here)

[Kaiba saw the message and didn't bother replying. No doubt the housekeeper had buzzed Yugi into the grounds and would probably be expecting him at the front entrance. Never mind, he'd explain later. So he opened the doors to his balcony and looked over the edge. Sure enough, there he was.]

Try me short stack.

[Yugi probably wouldn't have been able to see the smirk that was plastered on his features, but it was there all the same.]

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[puzzlingly]

「That seemingly still hand that rest on Kaiba's head, suddenly seems to be intertwining fine locks of hair in between its fingers. It's so smooth and silky, so easy to tame, unlike his, and he's loving the sensation. He... really does. No, it's not just the hair, it's everything what Kaiba makes him feel.

You two... A little shiver runs down his spine. Even like this, he's able to tell. How come he's not weirded out about by their situation is, refreshing, different. It also is incredibly touching that he worries about him, his family. He can't help but wonder if he'll remember that in the morning. It is also a little funny that he implies that he was going to stay all night, not that he wouldn't have it any other day, but it is as he already made the choice for him.」

I will, don't worry.

「A text to his other self's mom later, Yugi finds himself taking off his own shoes, placing his jacket just anywhere else, and then... and then he notices he doesn't want to risk moving Kaiba so much. He still remembers how sleep deprived he looked back at the hot springs and to see him snoozing like this, curled next him, with the most peaceful expression, he'd hate to wake him.

He reaches for the conveniently placed light switch next to the bed, and the room goes dark, except for the dim lights coming from the balcony. Only then, once again, he leans on Kaiba; he smells his hair and presses his lips against his head before he starts moving away very slowly.」

[b_e_w_obsessiveskeptic]

[If it wasn't any other time then he'd have kicked out the biggest grumble at the constant shifting of his make-shift pillow. But the combination of Xanax and alcohol left him utterly unable to muster the sense of indignance it'd require. A kiss? Well, it was probably a substitution for an apology or something.

Kaiba gave a small hum, appreciative but also aware he needed to find the pillows, his back was already starting to ache at the awkward angle he was sprawled.
But now Yugi wasn't within arms reach. Didn't matter if he was trying to be practical and get out of his clothes, his need to latch at him was obviously greater, he could change the sheets and shower if he was really that gross from his late-night exercise.]

[puzzlingly]

「More than trying to be practical, all he was trying to do is give Kaiba his space, but apparently, he doesn't want it, and it is a little strange to him that he doesn't. He's also making it awfully difficult for him to do it anyway, so, he stays... It wouldn't be the first nor the last time that he falls asleep on his uniform. He wriggles even more and finally settles on the matres, looking for a pillow for himself.」

How's that we always end up like this...?

「He mutters, honestly, not expecting an answer from the very high CEO.」