Nobody'd called Yuugi their Rival before. Of course he'd won games plenty of times and even earned the ire of some regulars in the game halls he'd been to, but...
...Rival?
Something in his chest shifted.
Something...something. Something he couldn't name, but was tangible just the same.
"I will."
When was the last time he'd spoken with such determination? When he met that...other person that looked a lot like Kaiba, right? During the gun experiment?
"I'll make you proud to call me your rival."
Gentle fingers carded through sweaty hair, soothing against dampening skin. Gods, the man looked so sick...
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Nobody'd called Yuugi their Rival before. Of course he'd won games plenty of times and even earned the ire of some regulars in the game halls he'd been to, but...
...Rival?
Something in his chest shifted.
Something...something. Something he couldn't name, but was tangible just the same.
"I will."
When was the last time he'd spoken with such determination? When he met that...other person that looked a lot like Kaiba, right? During the gun experiment?
"I'll make you proud to call me your rival."
Gentle fingers carded through sweaty hair, soothing against dampening skin. Gods, the man looked so sick...
If only he could do more...