[Uh huh, Atem's doomed. He's in over his head and he can only skip across the surface so long before he sinks. He is still skipping, for now, but eventually that surface tension will break, and one or both of them will get hurt, and there's no stopping it. Where did he misplay? He can't go back and review it now, he's got to live with the cards he gave up and the cards he's drawn.
He does not give in to the impulse to wind his lower half around Ryou again. He does not give in to the impulse to shift closer, to get Ryou's head tucked under his chin, to bring the hand he's holding to his mouth, to say anything that's on his mind right now. Instead, he lightly teases--]
Go to sleep, Ryou. You're already halfway there!
[God, is that true? Damn, damn damn damn, he can't, not when Yugi's moving closer to having to feed every day--!]
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He does not give in to the impulse to wind his lower half around Ryou again. He does not give in to the impulse to shift closer, to get Ryou's head tucked under his chin, to bring the hand he's holding to his mouth, to say anything that's on his mind right now. Instead, he lightly teases--]
Go to sleep, Ryou. You're already halfway there!
[God, is that true? Damn, damn damn damn, he can't, not when Yugi's moving closer to having to feed every day--!]