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Atem grinned into his camera as he set it up on a nearby shelf. It was pointing towards the door and the wall, right where he needed it.
"Seto!" he called out the door. "My love, can you come here for a moment?"
"I don't like it when you speak English," Kaiba replied, though also in English. "It usually means you're up to something."
"Just come here please!" Atem called again, this time winking at the camera. When Kaiba passed through the doorway, Atem immediately grabbed him and positioned him near the wall. "Stand right here. Okay do–"
"What are you doing?" Kaiba asked with a wearsome sigh.
"Focus. Do this." Atem held up his hands in front of him and threaded his fingers together into a fist. Kaiba rolled his eyes and did the same. "Good. Now do this."
Atem raised the fingers of one hand. He had to bite his lip to keep from smiling too big. Kaiba also raised the fingers of one hand. Suddenly Atem noticed a fatal flaw in his plan. With his husband being over a foot taller than him, there was no way he was going to be able to do the book boyfriend trend he's seen on TikTok and pin Kaiba's arms above his head.
Kaiba did not seem nearly as perturbed. He lurched forward and grabbed Atem's clasped hands exactly the way Atem had been about to with one hand, snatched Atem's hip with the other, spun them around and easily pinned Atem to the wall with his arms raised above his head. Atem's brain blue screened when their positions were reversed and couldn't help but gape open mouthed at his husband. Kaiba took the chance to lean down and peck a kiss to his lips.
"You thought I didn't know about the book boyfriend trend? I'm on TikTok too," Kaiba chuckled. As quickly as it all happened, he let go and waltzed out the door he came though. Though not before calling over his shoulder, "I hope your followers enjoyed that!"
Atem slumped against the wall, fighting for a second to catch his breath and calm his heart rate. Then Kaiba's words crashed down on him. He grabbed his phone and shouted, "What do you mean you're on TikTok too?!"
Somewhere in the shuffle as he ran to catch his husband, he stopped the recording.
4
The video started with Atem giggling like a maniac as he tapped an air horn to the underside of an office chair. He was still giggling as he picked up the phone and showed the whole desk set up before swinging it around to show his face.
“My husband has been a persnippity little bastard the last few days,” Atem explained in English for the camera, grinning wickedly all the while. “Let’s see if we can’t lighten him up a little, shall we? He’s in a meeting right now, but he’s going to be back any second!”
Atem now hid the camera behind a plant, pointing right at the desk, and gave the camera one last wink before he went to lounge on the nearby couch. He looked the picture of innocence as he picked up the Switch laying on the floor and started playing a game. The video cut, the only indication being that Atem’s position on the couch switched, when the sound of the door opening and footsteps heralded Kaiba’s arrival.
“How was the meeting?” Atem asked in Japanese, barely looking up from his game as Kaiba walked into view of the camera. English captions danced across the screen for translation.
“Mind numbing,” Kaiba groaned, also in Japanese, slamming his briefcase down on his desk. He sat down heavily in his chair, setting off the air horn with a deafening blare. “BY ALL THE GODS!” Kaiba screamed as he jumped right back out of his chair, wide eyed and absolutely terrified.
Atem couldn’t help it. He started laughing so hard he fell off the couch, clutching his sides and wheezing. Kaiba flipped his chair over, glowering when he saw the air horn.
“Did you put that there?!” Kaiba demanded of his still cackling husband. The laughter was his answer and Kaiba huffed and rolled his eyes. “Where is it? Where’s your phone?”
Kaiba started looking around the office and that seemed to spur Atem into action. He struggled to his feet as Kaiba locked eyes with the camera and sighed. He made a beeline for it as Atem darted over to try to stop him. Kaiba grabbed the phone and the video cut off.
3
The video began with Atem grinning wildly again, a fun little song playing and a super title reading “POV: You hid 100 tiny ducks in your husband’s office”. He held up an Amazon package and the look in his eyes turned slightly psychotic. The camera flipped around to show him cutting open the package and a bunch of mini ducks spilled out all over the desk.
The video cut to a hyperlapse showing Atem diligently writing something on the bottom of every duck. He flipped one around to show that he’d numbered them. Another little supertitle read: “I numbered them 1-101 and I skipped number 100”.
Another cut. Now he was hiding the ducks in every little crevice he could find. A few were obvious, on the monitor, in front of his keyboard, in the coffee cup. Others not so much. Atem was putting them all over. Under the chair, inside drawers under papers, shoved into the floor vent, taped to the top of a ceiling fan blade, and every other ridiculous spot. He looked too gleeful as he gave the camera a thumbs up when he left the office, his task completed.
The next scene was him at home, sitting on the couch playing on the Switch, music off and his phone once again hidden. The door opened and Kaiba walked in, his expression completely neutral. Atem turned to smile at him.
“How was your day, dear?” Atem asked in Japanese, lowering the game to talk to his husband.
Kaiba didn’t answer. He opened his briefcase and dumped all of the ducks onto Atem’s head. It certainly looked like 100 ducks as Atem sat there in absolute shock. Kaiba simply closed up his briefcase and smirked.
“Skipping number 100 is the oldest trick in the book,” Kaiba sneered. He leaned down and pecked a kiss on Atem’s cheek. “Hide them better next time. It only took me an hour to find them all.”
Kaiba swept out of the room, a victorious smile as Atem was left sitting there surrounded by ducks and completely shocked.
2
Atem was sitting at a desk in the office, typing something, though he was suspiciously only partially on camera. The rest of the view was over his shoulder to show a wider picture of the office. The supertitle read: "POV: you decided to work on your manuscript in the office on the same day you hired a mariachi band to follow the CEO around". All was silent until the sound of the mariachi band could be heard. Very soon, Kaiba walked past the camera, head held high and doing his best to ignore the noise behind him. It only took a second for the band to appear, dressed head to toe in sparkly red, very happily playing La Bamba. Several sets of giggles could be heard.
A cut, signaled by the changing of the light showing that a few hours had passed. This time when Kaiba walked past, in the opposite direction he had before, he was rubbing his temples and his shoulders were a little hunched. The band was still behind him though this time they were playing Cielito Lindo. As the music faded, Atem's snort was heard in concert with laughter on the rest or the floor.
The third time was the charm. As Kaiba passed Atem's borrowed desk with the band playing Despacito behind him, he grabbed Atem's unsuspecting hand and dragged him from his seat. Atem wasn't sure what was happening until Kaiba spun him around and pulled him close. The intention was suddenly crystal clear as Kaiba led Atem in a short but intimate dance to the music. When the song finished, Kaiba leaned down to kiss him sweetly to a few 'aws' and scattered applause from the employees.
1
Atem was in a fancy sports car, setting up his camera on the dashboard until he was happy with it. Then he grinned wickedly.
"My last attempt to scare out the bug that crawled up Seto's ass failed," Atem explained in English. He held up a package of balloons and a portable pump. "Round two, motherfucker."
The video turned into a hyperlapse of Atem filling cheap looking Kuriboh shaped balloons, tying them off, and throwing them in the back seat of the car. The hyperspace sped up and the level of balloons just kept growing and growing behind him. Finally it seemed like the entire car was filled. That's when Atem moved his phone. Now the camera pointed toward the driver's side door, but Atem could still be seen. Until he leaned the passenger seat back and settled in amongst the balloons, completely hidden.
The only indication of the cut was the slight change in position of a few balloons. The driver's side door opened and Kaiba climbed in without looking. Or he tried to. When he was suddenly sitting amongst a bunch of Kuribohs, he looked around, perturbed and already a bit frightened.
"What the fuck?" Kaiba muttered in Japanese, an english translation floating across the screen. He picked up a balloon and examined it critically. He turned it over a few times to observe every inch before giving it an experimental squeeze. Satisfied that it was just a balloon, he took another confused look at his car. "What the actual fuck? "
Kaiba didn't have to wonder for too much longer. Atem sprang up from his hiding place and cried, "Hi, honey!"
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" Kaiba flew out of the still open door of the car and vanished off screen with a heavy thud.
Atem scrambled out of the car himself, appearing back on camera on the driver's side and fretting over Kaiba who had fallen onto the ground. He helped Kaiba into a sitting position, cradling him close and rocking him gently.
"Why? Why are you doing this to me?" Kaiba asked, letting himself melt into his husband's hold. "What are you punishing me for?"
"Nothing, love, nothing," Atem cooed as he stroked Kaiba's hair. "You've been so uptight lately, I've been trying to make you laugh."
"So you buried yourself in Kuribohs in my car?" Kaiba asked, looking into the car. Then, unbidden, a chuckle came out. And then another. And another. Soon he had dissolved into laughter with Atem giggling at his side. "How long did this take you? Were you here all afternoon?"
"Just an hour or two," Atem laughed as he nuzzled into Kaiba's side. "I love you."
"I love you too, you nut."
Bonus
When the video began, Atem was in full royal regalia, his body taking up the entire frame.
"It's hard to believe I'm walking through the ruins of the first ever city." Atem mouthed the words along with the sound, looking a bit love struck, even as the subtitles read: "It's hard to believe I'm about to duel my husband." "That's because I'm not!"
Atem then grinned and swung around, suddenly holding his phone much farther away to show that he was on a dueling field in a crowded stadium. Yugi was some distance behind him, throwing a peace sign at Atem while the crowd went wild.
"That's in Iraq, which is miles away." He was still mouthing the words, but now he had a cocky smile on. The caption read: "I'm dueling my cousin. Because my husband doesn't play anymore."
"And fucking dangerous." Now Atem's grin turned proud as the caption read: "And he's never beaten me anyway."
The video suddenly cut to Kaiba, who had stitched Atem's little tease. He was sitting on the couch, fingers steepled in front of his face, an unreadable expression. Then he let out a rather exhausted sigh as he leaned forward. A very dangerous smile appeared on his face as he reached off screen. He slid his old duel disk onto the screen, his deck already loaded into it.
"You're in so much trouble when you get home," Kaiba said simply before leaning a bit more forward and ending the video.