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[knifemonopoly]

WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, PLAYER1. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 10.11.0.0.01 *** PLAYER1 has joined 10.11.0.0.01 <PLAYER1> If you're looking for someone you knew as Yugi before June, you've found him! It's Atem, leave a message.

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the return of 6:30am kitten go to sleep tags

[softspokenlandlord]

[Not long after the coils retreat enough for Ryou to step out of them, he instead chooses to lean forward and press a soft, lingering kiss to Atem's forehead. It's a loving gesture, and one that expresses gratitude as well as the fact that Ryou didn't want to leave, really.

He just has to, in order to fix what he'd done.]

Be right back.

[And off he goes to the bathroom to fetch some supplies. He takes a few extra moments to wash Atem's blood off the hand he'd used to apply pressure with, but other than that, he's back pretty quickly. In hand, he's brought some antiseptic (which is probably extremely useless to a monster, but still), a piece of gauze, and a small roll of bandages.

If he hadn't tapped into a vein, and if this wasn't someone important to him, he'd be quite happy to simply slap a bandaid on it. But...Ryou's the worrying sort, so here he is! Being concerned! And doing wound care the right way!]

Alright, let's get you patched up, shall we? Then, maybe we can get close again.

[A small smile, almost coy if it wasn't so soft. He won't let this switch go to waste. He wants to canoodle and spend time with Atem like this, especially after realizing how long he's been out. It makes him feel lonely, even though he hadn't felt the time pass as such.]

[knifemonopoly]

[He's tilting his wrist back and forth, looking at the bite with odd fascination, when Ryou comes back.]

"Patched up"? [he repeats, amused.] Really. You're making it sound worse than it is!

[as ryou tends to it though

the snake tail

will sort of

start to wrap.

starting with the thicker middle section, then passing through a u-shape, slowly -- unless it's called out -- adding more and more tail.]

[softspokenlandlord]

Yes, patched up! A bite is a bite, and I'm not a vampire like you. So you'll just have to endure me fretting over you, I suppose.

[It's a little snarky, but not in a spiteful way. Ryou doesn't have a single ounce of spite towards Atem right now, he's just...being who he is. Overly concerned with simple things, and ready to help as best he can, even if sometimes it seems silly!

He spritzes a little of the antiseptic on the cut quickly, giving an apologetic flick of his eyes downward before he presses the gauze to the bite, and then begins to wrap the wound.

...He says nothing of the tail slowly working its way around him. But he does smile as more of Atem's coils encroach into his personal space. It's fine. His personal space is joint-owned.]

I know it'll heal fast...but I do these kinds of things because I care. And because there's no reason to risk infection, right?

[knifemonopoly]

[The little snakes hiss, when the antiseptic goes on! Atem presses his mouth tight, but doesn't complain; the little ones are more emotive. They don't strike, though, and Atem sounds calm and at ease when he replies:]

No...there's reason to take chances.

[He gives a shrug! And a sheepish grin.]

I don't mind being looked after by you, you know!

[softspokenlandlord]

[Ryou isn't sure if he should feel flattered or not, but his fingers pause in their work when Atem says that.]

I'll always look after you. As long as we're together here, you're my priority. Even if it's something as small as this...you deserve to be taken care of, always.

[Too-long fingers continue their work after that, and Ryou releases Atem's arm from his care, before shuffling a little closer, as close as Atem's snake half lets him get.

(as if they weren't close enough already)

Whatever supplies are left float lazily back, settled on the nearest flat surface as Ryou leans down enough to press their foreheads together.]

The only risks I want you to take are calculated ones. But then...I trust you better than I trust myself with that kind of thing. H-haha!