There's A Sign Above The Line That Says "Express", that Means "Ten Items Or Less"
Who: Kaiba Seto, Atem Mutou
What: Christmas Eve is for lovers in Japan. Too bad one is sick and the other is kind of a grinch. We'll do the best we can.
When: December 24th, overnight
Where: Atem's apartment, mainly his bedroom
Warnings: Wine is out, look out for some heavy petting and probably some lip contact at some point or another. Germs what germs?
Atem's bedroom was surprisingly quiet, considering all the struggling that had been going on recently. Maybe that was why, after returning from a few hours at work, Kaiba had slipped into a light doze. The high heat Atem kept on at all times didn't hurt either.
The brunet was in the desk chair, long legs stretched out in front of him and head tilted back. The fringe of his bangs masked his closed eyes. A laptop sat on his lap, long since gone into hibernation mode. It was..peaceful, if that could ever be said about a place Kaiba Seto was in.
What: Christmas Eve is for lovers in Japan. Too bad one is sick and the other is kind of a grinch. We'll do the best we can.
When: December 24th, overnight
Where: Atem's apartment, mainly his bedroom
Warnings: Wine is out, look out for some heavy petting and probably some lip contact at some point or another. Germs what germs?
Atem's bedroom was surprisingly quiet, considering all the struggling that had been going on recently. Maybe that was why, after returning from a few hours at work, Kaiba had slipped into a light doze. The high heat Atem kept on at all times didn't hurt either.
The brunet was in the desk chair, long legs stretched out in front of him and head tilted back. The fringe of his bangs masked his closed eyes. A laptop sat on his lap, long since gone into hibernation mode. It was..peaceful, if that could ever be said about a place Kaiba Seto was in.