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Do you believe in destiny?
You could not help but glance over at the fluffy white haired man, a gentle smile tugging at your lips. Ryou may have been your friend for a few years now, but there was something else you were smiling at - something that made your heart sing aflutter. It may have been ridiculous, seeing as the man was a 5,000 year old evil spirit, but whenever you interacted with him...it felt right. It was hard for you to explain exactly what you were feeling around the man, but everything recently had seemed to happen for a reason.
Often, talking about the millennium items that were floating around recently, the word destiny was tossed around excessively. You had wondered if just maybe he had come for another reason than just taking over the world. That was silly, though. It just seemed like every time he interacted with you, there was an attraction there. Sitting around the other duelists at the tournament, you still felt that way.
Close your eyes and leave the rest to me
Bakura had finally glanced back at you, his auburn eyes seeming to soften for a moment as he looked back. He motioned with his eyes, once he knew that he got your attention, for you to follow him to the other room. To not make it overly obvious, he had waited a few minutes after you had left before he joined you.
"Bakura?" You asked, a smile tugging harder at your lips.
He nodded before giving you a finger over your lips for you to be quiet. Neither of you were supposed to leave the room, and this would be the main bit of solitude that the two of you could get. Though his eyes were stern as they stared into your own, they had something else behind them that seemed to make your whole body shiver.
After he had taken his finger off your lips, you closed the gap quickly, pressing your lips against his own. He was taken aback at first, but closed his shocked brown eyes after a moment, pressing his lips a little harder as he kissed you in return. Your lips began to move in sync with one another as you kissed.
Do you believe in fantasy?
The two of you had kissed until you needed to breath, both of you simultaneously separating to catch your breaths. You could see a smirk crawl across his face as he caught his breath, and his hand reached out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear, causing your face to flourish with blush. It was hard not to smile like an idiot in return to his gentle gesture, though the man had always had a little bit of softness towards you.
I have to when it's right in front of me, oh
You traced his cheekbone gently with your thumb, cupping his chin with your hand. As your y/e/c eyes stared into his dark brown eyes, you felt at peace. The two of you had almost kissed more than a few times, but you always seemed to get interrupted by something or someone ruining it. The dark spirit ironically had cared for you too much to take refuge with you in the shadow realm, so being quiet simply had to do. Kissing him for the first time was like a dream.
What are you doing here
In the real world?
It was a wonderful disaster as to why this man was in your time, now wrapping his arms around your waist possessively, pulling you close to him. This was not his time, and yet, here you two were. You tangled your fingers through his hair, your arms wrapped around his neck as the two of you simply stared, a conversation happening with your own eyes alone.
What are you doing here?
So close I could touch you
You could not help but wonder what had driven him to have feelings towards a human, or if maybe you were just a pawn in his game to get the millenium items. Maybe you were just a puzzle piece to take over the world with, but somehow the look in his eyes - the sincerity behind his normally cold gaze - had told you otherwise.
As you felt him pull you even closer, you could feel his hot breath on your lips. The alluring taste of his lips was so close, and yet so far away. You wondered if you were to be the one to close the gap, or he. So many thoughts floated around in your head, and yet when he had closed the gap between the two of you, hungrily taking your lips with his own, your mind went blank.
What are you doing here
And what are you doing to me?
The two of you kissed as long as you could, as passionately as the two of you could muster. His lips taste was simply intoxicating, and you could not help but want to get as much of it as you possibly could. The 5,000 year old ancient spirit had something about him that was truly addicting, and now that you had gotten a taste of his lips, you never wanted to know what would have happened if you had not.
As the two of you separated once more, he leaned his forehead against your own. His long white hair tickled your skin, and you could feel heat rising in your cheeks once more. He even had a tinge of blush upon his own pale cheeks, much to your surprise.
After he had regained his composure, he moved a hand up to your face. Carefully, he traced your cheekbone with his thumb, slender fingers slightly cold with the heat of your blushing cheeks. When he had gotten to the end of your cheekbone, for a moment he had paused. He then used the same hand to move through your hair, slender fingers pulling away your hair from your ear.
Leaning in, leaving anticipation as his face moved passed your own, you could feel his breath upon the shell of your ear. In that moment, you closed your eyes, relishing the warm feeling the man was giving you. Your eyes had shot back open quickly after you heard what he had whispered to you, a smirk clear on his lips.
"My fate has chosen for me to love you, Y/N."