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inkuranmaricchanbrainrot[It's been at least a day, but Yuugi still can't stop thinking about it.
Meeting Namu.
Dueling him.
His smile.
His voice.
The strength of his hands, the sweetness of his scent.
...
His kiss.
Yuugi may have laid in bed that night, reliving that moment over and over and even thinking of how it could have...escalated. How they could have enjoyed one another even more.
Nnnngh, he had it bad.
And now here he was, sitting at a table outside the game shop while questioning literally everything that he decided to do that morning.
His clothes: a powder blue short-sleeved hoodie over a black tank top, powder blue cargo shorts, and tennishoes. He even had a pin of a djed pillar on his breast, representing Osiris (a God that spoke to him, though he's not sure why).
His hair: In its usual style, but definitely softer than usual (he made sure to use extra conditioner that morning to prevent any tangles).
His scent: He used sweet-smelling coconut soap and shampoo this morning to make sure he looked and smelled his best.
This...was a date, right? This had to be a date. It was the closest thing to a date he'd ever been on, and he didn't often go out with friends, either...
Yuugi dug into his pocket, touching the object therein. A gift for Namu for when he arrived, since it was customary to give gifts on dates, right? Ugh, what if he thought his gift was stupid?! Nnngh, he was doing this all wrong, and definitely looked like a shy nervous wreck right now! Definitely uncool.]
Meeting Namu.
Dueling him.
His smile.
His voice.
The strength of his hands, the sweetness of his scent.
...
His kiss.
Yuugi may have laid in bed that night, reliving that moment over and over and even thinking of how it could have...escalated. How they could have enjoyed one another even more.
Nnnngh, he had it bad.
And now here he was, sitting at a table outside the game shop while questioning literally everything that he decided to do that morning.
His clothes: a powder blue short-sleeved hoodie over a black tank top, powder blue cargo shorts, and tennishoes. He even had a pin of a djed pillar on his breast, representing Osiris (a God that spoke to him, though he's not sure why).
His hair: In its usual style, but definitely softer than usual (he made sure to use extra conditioner that morning to prevent any tangles).
His scent: He used sweet-smelling coconut soap and shampoo this morning to make sure he looked and smelled his best.
This...was a date, right? This had to be a date. It was the closest thing to a date he'd ever been on, and he didn't often go out with friends, either...
Yuugi dug into his pocket, touching the object therein. A gift for Namu for when he arrived, since it was customary to give gifts on dates, right? Ugh, what if he thought his gift was stupid?! Nnngh, he was doing this all wrong, and definitely looked like a shy nervous wreck right now! Definitely uncool.]
