Was that a normal thing to think? Seto was perfect with the children, all sound and thunder but with no barbs on his gloves. A persona without cruelty.
A gentle lion who roared to show his strength.
That was...
That was Kaiba.
Yuugi watched as the children grabbed the clipboards and scribbled with shaky and clumsy fingers; Isono even helped one child with cerebral palsy with some of the tougher parts of writing, even as his determined little eyes stared at the task at hand.
Everyone was so energized; Yuugi was, too.
...
Enough to move to grab a clipboard under his own seat--
no subject
He loved this man.
Was that a normal thing to think? Seto was perfect with the children, all sound and thunder but with no barbs on his gloves. A persona without cruelty.
A gentle lion who roared to show his strength.
That was...
That was Kaiba.
Yuugi watched as the children grabbed the clipboards and scribbled with shaky and clumsy fingers; Isono even helped one child with cerebral palsy with some of the tougher parts of writing, even as his determined little eyes stared at the task at hand.
Everyone was so energized; Yuugi was, too.
...
Enough to move to grab a clipboard under his own seat--
Eheh.
Nobody saw that, right?