im gonna panic and delete this

puzzllcd  asked:

[ don't mind him, just gonna give his boyfriend (is that what they are?) a kiss on the cheek ]

Truthfully, Atem had almost EXPECTED his offer to go on a date with Yugi to be REFUSED. After having spent their previous night together, HUDDLED close upon the floor whilst he WATCHED his partner‘s body tear itself apart from the INSIDE out ( the cause being a terrible war raged conflict of an unforgiving panic attack  ), Atem wouldn’t have BLAMED the other at all if he wanted to hide for awhile. However, Yugi HAD agreed, and he had done so without ANY aftereffects OR awareness of their recent event. Not a single trace of faded color, exhaustion lines, or even a HINT of their rough night had shone upon the smaller’s complexion. 

It had almost been like … Yugi had FORGOTTEN. The significant piece lost in his memory.

Nonetheless, the royal had MADE the offer  (  granting Yugi the opportunity to decide what he wanted to do for their time together  )  and he had RESOLVED not to bring up the troubling subject if there wasn’t a NEED to. Instead, he had made certain to watch the former host with extra care to any UNUSUAL signs.

Yet now, they had STOOD before a display of cubicles – each hole filled with a UNIQUE console machine that stared back with lifeless, BLACK screens. A VIDEO GAME museum, he recalled this place being considered. Hands in his pocket, the Pharaoh simply tilted his crown a tad, CURIOUS toward the exhibit’s importance, but also not QUITE as much as the true King of Games. Yugi had been MORE than generous enough to EXPLAIN the finer details of anything and everything they had set their sights upon, while Atem patiently grew fascinated by some and simply SMILED at the enthusiasm of his guide than others.

It wasn’t until they had MIGRATED over towards the arcade machines that Atem GREW just a tad more immersed than before. EAGER hands had gradually sought the JOY STICK and BUTTONS, then; his attention straying from his partner’s general direction for the TEMPTATIONS of the video game, for the first time now.

There hadn’t been a REALIZATION of when Yugi noticed, nor when he DARINGLY hovered closer. All the spirit had KNOWN was the eventual touch of lips suddenly PRESSED to his cheek. Effectively RENDERING his very own body to a frozen stance, the former shadow all but SWERVED his head towards Yugi – shocked, flattered, and SLIGHTLY confused.

   Everything okay, Yugi ? ❞  The question was asked, INSTINCTIVELY.

   Mhm, yep ! E - everything’s fine,  came the CONFIDENT answer in return, though retreating eyes CONTRADICTED himself; a faint blush of color painted his cheeks.

There was a BRIEF pause, then. Sharpened gaze MULLED over the view in front of him, taking apart every detail the NAKED eye could see and absorbing what he could from them. What did he find in doing so … ?

He found absolutely EVERYTHING about his partner that simply made him … Yugi. The GOOD, the BAD, and everything IN BETWEEN. This was his Yugi, the one whom adored their time together just as much as the spirit was happiest with him.

That was when CAREFUL edges softened and Atem realized what it was he WANTED to do more than anything. In one smooth glide did his own visage CLOSE in on rounder features. Full lips SEIZED their target’s own. One kiss, then two, and then three. Each carried a SIGNIFICANT message that only the DEPTHS of Atem’s thoughts conveyed, before he finally RETREATED to smile down at Yugi.

                    ‘ I’m sorry. ’
                                             ‘ I love you. ’
                                                                     ‘ And I always will. ’

Eridan: Panic

cA: no i said too much im gonna delete that

cA: howw the fuck do you delete an email

cA: sol help me wwith somethin real quick

tA: what, me?

cA: no the other eyesore wwho shavved exactly half his fuckin face and quit

tA: got bored wiith iit, fuck you

tA: what do you want, ii haven’t even had my coffee yet.

cA: howw do you delete an email after you sent it

tA: ha2 iit been over ten 2econd2 2iince you 2ent iit

cA: yeah

tA: ii hope iit wa2n’t naked piicture2 then becau2e that 2hiip ha2 2aiiled, lol.

cA: oh god oh god

tA: what wa2 iit, you’re kiilliing me here.

cA: i sort a got upset and ranted about some really personal things to someone i barely fuckin knoww 

cA: like resentments and anger and wwhatnot

cA: wwhat wwas i thinkin

tA: ii am 2o not caffeiinated enough two deal wiith thii2 riight now.

cA: theyre gonna think im a wwhiny pussy

tA: well, iif ii may poiint out–

cA: goddamn it sol wwould it kill you to not make flippant fuckin remarks at my expense wwhen im clearly in pain

tA: ehehe, no, probably not.

tA: ii wiill take thii2 bullet for you, but only once.

tA: becau2e ii under2tand what iit ii2 two be 2pattered iin the foul 2pray of one'2 own uncontrollable emotiional diiarrhea.

tA: wa2 iit really that bad?

cA: i dont evven knoww i just felt so shitty for sayin it as soon as i hit the button

tA: can ii offer you 2ome word2 of wii2dom that help me exactly half the tiime?

cA: sure

tA: fuck iit. that ii2 all. just, fuck iit.

cA: wwoww sol thats profound you should wwrite self help books

tA: hey iif we’re doiing iin2ult2 after all ii can ab2olutely go back two that, but ii of all people know poiintle22 2elf-loathiing wank when ii 2ee iit.

tA: and ii say agaiin: FUCK IIT.

tA: 2o you’re the weiirdo who 2end2 awkward emaiil2, on top of everythiing el2e that make2 you weiird?

tA: fiine, then. that'2 you, and you’ll liive. fuck iit.

cA: fuck it huh

cA: easy for you to say

tA: ye2, 2o ea2y.

tA: from the liip2 of one who ha2 been naked iin traffiic on two dii2tiinct occa2iion2 to your 2hell-liike ear

tA: 2o come2 my completely unearned pronouncement of ultiimate embarra22ment 2urviival.

cA: wwhat 

cA: twwice?

tA: and who al2o once deciided he wa2 iin harry potter, except for real, and told everybody about iit.

cA: oh my god

tA: above the age of twelve, ii miight add.

cA: okay maybe you knoww wwhere im coming fr–

tA: and hacked a government web2iite lookiing for proof of contact wiith aliien2, you wouldn’t beliieve me iif ii told you whiich one but iit wa2 on the new2.

cA: did you find any

tA: no more than the u2ual.

tA: and ii have had 2ex wiith a lot of uh, not partiicularly advii2able partner2, let'2 ju2t leave iit at that.

cA: little hint maybe

tA: there wa2 a full-body snow leopard outfiit iinvolved ED plea2e don’t make me reliive iit.

cA: the fuck

tA: look my poiint ii2, you wiill liive, and after you don’t diie from the 2hame, you wiill have one le22 thiing to be afraiid of. 2o, fuck iit.

cA: huh

cA: fuck it

tA: ye2, gra22hopper.

cA: FUCK it

tA: good, now ju2t repeat iit every hour on the hour for the next 2eventy year2 or 2o and all wiill be well.

tA: can ii go iinhale my coffee now?

cA: yeah thats cool

cA: and then shavve the rest a your face its like moldy lookin and naff as fuck

tA: ok, mom.

cA: uh sol

tA: what.

cA: just

cA: snoww leopards

tA: FUCK IIT.