[As the hug goes on, Atem finds himself getting...kind of drowsy, actually. Maybe Ryou was right, about the eye circles...he's being held, and Ryou smells nice, and by the time Ryou speaks again, Atem isn't asleep, not by far, but his eyes have closed, and his breathing's slowed.
He stirs, turning his head in to listen, alert again in a moment -- no, Ryou doesn't owe him, that's not how this works...
Ryou pulls back, and Atem figures that's what a shade's face looks like when it's blotchy from crying. He reaches a hand out, to grip Ryou's in a manful, encouraging, teammate kind of way.]
1/2 how it started and how it's going were too different
He stirs, turning his head in to listen, alert again in a moment -- no, Ryou doesn't owe him, that's not how this works...
Ryou pulls back, and Atem figures that's what a shade's face looks like when it's blotchy from crying. He reaches a hand out, to grip Ryou's in a manful, encouraging, teammate kind of way.]
That's all I ask.