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Ignore this if you're no longer taking new requests. <3 But can we get more of the unhinged stuff Kaiba says to Jounouchi while he's sleep deprived? Thanks!

More about Seto: not only he says weird stuff when he's tired, he's also extremely honest. Eventually Jonou ends up liking this part of him too❤️💙 Not quite sure if that's a good thing tho

They know 👀...

(,,• o •,,)( •∀• )( T v 'T )

They'll always be my roman empire for real, even if they could never be together...

take 2!

what's your point, man

We'll, now I want to read more of this stuff!

WIP Wednesday

Got started on a possible fic for Kaiba's birthday. Dunno if I'll finish in time. If I don't, this is probably going to be the best part of it.

Part of the In bed with the mob series, and we're flashing back to when they were teenagers in this snippet.

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The fork sank smoothly into the tip of the cake slice, like a hot knife cutting through butter. Seto lifted the morsel up, and Katsuya's puppy dog eyes trailed its ascent.

"We'll share," Seto declared, pushing the first bite toward his friend.

Katsuya's eyes lit up. "You sure?"

"I insist."

"Nii-san, you spoil Katsu-nii too much," said Mokuba.

Were it in Seto's power, he would spoil Katsuya for the rest of his damn life.

Without an ounce of shame, and why should he have any when they practically grew up attached at the hip, Katsuya leaned forward, lips parting slowly, eyes maintaining unflinching contact, and closed his mouth around the end of the fork still held in Seto's grasp. Seto fought the shudder in his arm. Resisted the urge to chase Katsuya as he drew away and taste the chocolate on his tongue.

"Shit, that's the good stuff," Katsuya groaned.

"Right?" Mokuba jumped in to agree. And Seto was never more glad and more upset for his presence. "I can't remember the last time I ate something this yummy."

"C'mon, give it a try." Katsuya elbowed him.

Seto broke off and scooped up another bite on his fork. Indirect kiss. Indirect kiss, his mind screamed as he brought it to his lips. Katsuya watched him, unblinking, with his mouth still slightly parted, and Seto wondered if he thought the same.

Indirect kiss.