[Just a little, but also just enough. That laughter looks and sounds like something warm that he gets to covet all to himself; soft and maybe-almost affectionate, if he squints. Yugi's always been a sucker for that, craving that feeling of easy companionship the years before he met his friends.
But then Kaiba leans in too quick for him to react. He's surprised before he has a chance to be embarrassed by the contact, and of course that embarrassment comes with reddened cheeks.]
A-alright, alright, you had your fun. Quit teasing.
[No contest - the advantage goes to Kaiba. Maybe Yugi should have made that elbow attack smart (he wouldn't have, of course, but it's suddenly very appealing). Too late, so Yugi's very smooth and mature response is to start cleaning up. He's the reason they're surrounded by half-finished games in the first place, after all.]
Loser gets to clean up. Pretty sure that's the rule when there's no stakes.
no subject
But then Kaiba leans in too quick for him to react. He's surprised before he has a chance to be embarrassed by the contact, and of course that embarrassment comes with reddened cheeks.]
A-alright, alright, you had your fun. Quit teasing.
[No contest - the advantage goes to Kaiba. Maybe Yugi should have made that elbow attack smart (he wouldn't have, of course, but it's suddenly very appealing). Too late, so Yugi's very smooth and mature response is to start cleaning up. He's the reason they're surrounded by half-finished games in the first place, after all.]
Loser gets to clean up. Pretty sure that's the rule when there's no stakes.