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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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[luckless]

[The pings, one after another, coax Komaeda's attention away from the symbol on the wall. He'd much rather continue with the peep show, but... Frustratedly, he brings his laptop back into view. Tail lashing behind him, Komaeda reads the replies, only to hiss out a frustrated breath through his teeth.]

You really are a dense guy when it matters, Atem-kun. I could tell you to your face how I feel about things, and you would make up scenarios in your head about the truth of my words...

You know, our time together isn't guaranteed? I could disappear to the Sea of Stars any day, and the same could be said of you... It's not like it hasn't happened before, right?

[The playfulness of his tone is gone now, replaced instead with a mix of anger and hurt. His wings are slowly unfurling from his sides, and as they do, he pushes himself up from that inviting repose and sits a little more stiffly on the bed—legs held tightly closed and his arms crossed over his middle—closed off.]

If you wanted me to be happy, you'd be here. You would hold me, and kiss me, and tell me that you love me. How long do you think I've been suffocating with these feelings for you? I'm sure half the peninsula is probably wondering why we torment ourselves like this.

[knifemonopoly]

[....is it strange, that the closed-off posture puts Atem more at ease than the lascivious one? He's probably kind of fucked up, that it feels more real that they're fighting than it does to have a direct line in his head to a KomaedaCam.

And because of it, the words pull at his heart, leave him conflicted.]

I'm
used to putting my own wants aside, when pursuing them might make my friends unhappy. I don't want anyone I love to feel hurt because I was selfish...no matter how much I wanted it, it would make the selfish act feel bad.

[He might disappear, though. Komaeda's right. The change in coins has left him antsy, uncertain...something's changed, and Atem doesn't know what. He doesn't know how much time he truly has.

But can he live with this, if it's done dishonestly...?

He can't.]

I talked to my boyfriend, so that I could be with you. Even though it was difficult, I had that selfish conversation, so that I could be with you without regrets!

You have to do me the same courtesy, Nagito. I won't ignore your earlier stated wishes because you've temporarily become a monster type it matters less to. I won't risk you being upset with me when your mind's back to how it usually is! Being on good terms with you is too important to me to do something like this without thinking.

I won't be the kind of guy who takes advantage of someone and loses them because of it. It's because I love you that I won't do this.

just finishes off this thread so we can focus on new

[luckless]

[What?

Komaeda feels his cheeks burn hotter, and it isn't for any bit of shame at the way his clothes might ride up when he suddenly shifts his posture into something more aggressive. He hovers over his laptop with the looming threat of a predator ready to strike, his anger burning red-hot in his veins in a way unlike he's felt before.]

Ah, ah... Those are some mighty words coming from you, Atem-kun... Do you really think I'm the kind of guy who would just do this?

[He laughs—a short bark of a sound, and inhales another breath quickly as he turns away from the screen, back towards that symbol marked on his wall.]

You know what? I've changed my mind. If that's how little you think of me, that I would just cheat on Hinata-kun, then you can stay wherever you are. I don't want you to come here!

[His hand raises, and with a swipe of his claws, catching the grain of the wooden wall, he severs the spell's connection. With his blood boiling the way it is, any further messages he receives will be ignored for the evening.]