Kaiba's fingers pull back slightly at Yuugi's reaction. What is he dreaming of, to be behaving like that?! He doesn't even know who's touching him! How could he react so naively?
(a thick hand fisting short hair, threatening to tear it from the root)
He's tempted to shake Yuugi awake. Idiot. Stop sleeping and letting your guard down! Hadn't Kaiba shoved him before? Didn't he remember? And yet here he dozed, at the edge of Kaiba's hospital bed, in the danger zone.
...Kaiba doesn't snatch his hair up in his hands, fisting and pulling at it. It never even crossed his mind to do that kind of thing. But he could.
He does reach out, thumbing Yuugi's hairline beneath the bangs, just because he could. Because he's bored, and alone, and he doesn't want to feel unengaged. What if he slips back into oblivion unbidden?
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Kaiba's fingers pull back slightly at Yuugi's reaction. What is he dreaming of, to be behaving like that?! He doesn't even know who's touching him! How could he react so naively?
(a thick hand fisting short hair, threatening to tear it from the root)
He's tempted to shake Yuugi awake. Idiot. Stop sleeping and letting your guard down! Hadn't Kaiba shoved him before? Didn't he remember? And yet here he dozed, at the edge of Kaiba's hospital bed, in the danger zone.
...Kaiba doesn't snatch his hair up in his hands, fisting and pulling at it. It never even crossed his mind to do that kind of thing. But he could.
He does reach out, thumbing Yuugi's hairline beneath the bangs, just because he could. Because he's bored, and alone, and he doesn't want to feel unengaged. What if he slips back into oblivion unbidden?