Seto's surprised by how quick Mokuba manages to hug him, but...although he doesn't hug back, he seems to get a little less tense. A hand brushes his brother's arm, a vague gesture of affection. He's very bad at them.
"Hm," is the only sound he offers, but there's something that could almost, almost qualify as a smile on his face. If he has nothing else in the world, and the world is a cold, hard place to live...at least he has his brother.
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And once his brother had left, Seto had gotten back to work, looking over the reports that had been left for him, then getting in contact with the executive who had put it together to discuss notes.
It's some time after he's finished doing that when he receives the text.
And yeah...yeah that's Yuugi Mutou in his clothes. Perhaps if the photo wasn't so provocative, Kaiba might not have realized that he looked better than in the first picture. Mokuba's theories were confirmed.
But also...the photo is provocative, and Seto's not sure if he's having a physical reaction as a vampire, or as an adolescent male, the way his stomach seems filled with warmth and light. He's not terribly attracted to Yuugi, and yet...he passes his thumb across the bared skin, as if he might be able to touch it.
...And then his stomach growls, despite the fact that he'd eaten only a short while earlier.
Yeah...maybe it's just the vampiric thirst after all.
He sighs, sending a message back.
Fine. It works. Next time don't send a picture with his neck out like that.
He'll never know why this keeps happening, will he?
I'll be late home tonight, and I'm taking tomorrow off.
Someone decided on a surprise visit, and he wants to have dinner over discussing his licenses with the Solid Vision system.
There's only one person that Seto could be talking about, and Mokuba would know. It's the one person Kaiba detests spending too much time with.
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"Hm," is the only sound he offers, but there's something that could almost, almost qualify as a smile on his face. If he has nothing else in the world, and the world is a cold, hard place to live...at least he has his brother.
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And once his brother had left, Seto had gotten back to work, looking over the reports that had been left for him, then getting in contact with the executive who had put it together to discuss notes.
It's some time after he's finished doing that when he receives the text.
And yeah...yeah that's Yuugi Mutou in his clothes. Perhaps if the photo wasn't so provocative, Kaiba might not have realized that he looked better than in the first picture. Mokuba's theories were confirmed.
But also...the photo is provocative, and Seto's not sure if he's having a physical reaction as a vampire, or as an adolescent male, the way his stomach seems filled with warmth and light. He's not terribly attracted to Yuugi, and yet...he passes his thumb across the bared skin, as if he might be able to touch it.
...And then his stomach growls, despite the fact that he'd eaten only a short while earlier.
Yeah...maybe it's just the vampiric thirst after all.
He sighs, sending a message back.
Fine. It works. Next time don't send a picture with his neck out like that.
He'll never know why this keeps happening, will he?
I'll be late home tonight, and I'm taking tomorrow off.
Someone decided on a surprise visit, and he wants to have dinner over discussing his licenses with the Solid Vision system.
There's only one person that Seto could be talking about, and Mokuba would know. It's the one person Kaiba detests spending too much time with.
Pegasus.