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Title: Damage
Author: studyingstones2
Pairing: Seto/Yuugi
Rating: R
Summary: 303 words, prompt: 085. Hate
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Yuugi stops him afterwards (on his way out the door) to apologize.
Cheeks tinged just slightly with red as he looks up at Kaiba and murmurs, “I’m sorry-“
Kaiba slams him into the wall.
(Tells himself that it wasn’t a tournament, it didn’t matter. The only people watching were Yuugi’s friends and he doesn’t care what they think.
But he still lost…
To Yuugi.)
Their faces are too close together (that fucking puzzle and half an inch of air the only things separating them) and Yuugi’s breath is warm against his skin.
He’s definitely too angry to notice little details like that though.
Kaiba tightens his hand around Yuugi’s neck (the buckle on that collar must be digging in so very painfully by now), and grins when it makes Yuugi flinch.
“I hate you.” He enunciates the words slowly and carefully.
Yuugi absolutely recoils at that. “Kaiba-kun, I-“
“Shut up.” Clenches the fingers of his other hand around Yuugi’s upper arm (and he should be gone by now, but this doesn’t feel finished and he can’t walk away yet), and squeezes.
Yuugi’s eyes are wobbly with tears that Kaiba’s fairly certain have nothing to do with the pain and he’s gone limp beneath Kaiba’s hands- the too-loud voices of his fucking friends filtering in from the other room.
“I hate you.” He says it again, just to see the look on Yuugi’s face (and he could’ve sworn that Yuugi’s eyes flashed red and furious for an instant there, except that they didn’t- still very much purple and wide and hurt).
Exhale, and their breath mingles between them.
Kaiba leans in then, and it’s anything but gentle. Still bruising Yuugi’s flesh with his fingers, and now bruising and marking Yuugi’s lips with his teeth as well.
Yuugi gasps and squirms and lets it happen.
Author: studyingstones2
Pairing: Seto/Yuugi
Rating: R
Summary: 303 words, prompt: 085. Hate
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Yuugi stops him afterwards (on his way out the door) to apologize.
Cheeks tinged just slightly with red as he looks up at Kaiba and murmurs, “I’m sorry-“
Kaiba slams him into the wall.
(Tells himself that it wasn’t a tournament, it didn’t matter. The only people watching were Yuugi’s friends and he doesn’t care what they think.
But he still lost…
To Yuugi.)
Their faces are too close together (that fucking puzzle and half an inch of air the only things separating them) and Yuugi’s breath is warm against his skin.
He’s definitely too angry to notice little details like that though.
Kaiba tightens his hand around Yuugi’s neck (the buckle on that collar must be digging in so very painfully by now), and grins when it makes Yuugi flinch.
“I hate you.” He enunciates the words slowly and carefully.
Yuugi absolutely recoils at that. “Kaiba-kun, I-“
“Shut up.” Clenches the fingers of his other hand around Yuugi’s upper arm (and he should be gone by now, but this doesn’t feel finished and he can’t walk away yet), and squeezes.
Yuugi’s eyes are wobbly with tears that Kaiba’s fairly certain have nothing to do with the pain and he’s gone limp beneath Kaiba’s hands- the too-loud voices of his fucking friends filtering in from the other room.
“I hate you.” He says it again, just to see the look on Yuugi’s face (and he could’ve sworn that Yuugi’s eyes flashed red and furious for an instant there, except that they didn’t- still very much purple and wide and hurt).
Exhale, and their breath mingles between them.
Kaiba leans in then, and it’s anything but gentle. Still bruising Yuugi’s flesh with his fingers, and now bruising and marking Yuugi’s lips with his teeth as well.
Yuugi gasps and squirms and lets it happen.