What Would you Like To Order?

My name is Bakura. I work at a coffee shop to support myself. Don't think that means you can mess with me. Age: 20 AU Modern!Bakura. I do have an about page! This is open to all rps, au, cross verse and ocs!

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[coffeeshopbakura]

@OfScars

[coffeeshopbakura]

"I doubt it. If they do I can take care of it again. It will be easy enough, they’re bigger than I am but they’re not as smart," He tried to reassure, keeping up his act of being rather alright despite his condition. He’d sleep for a long while after. "But uh, do you mind…If I sleep here tonight?"

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      The Egyptian gave a blink of amethyst optics before his expression softened at the inquiry. “Of course you can, Bakura. I think it’s obvious by now that you’re allowed to stay whenever you feel like it." Leaning down and placing bronzed palms upon his lover’s bare shoulders, the blonde couldn’t help but plant another kiss amongst pallid lips; thumbs gently brushing over ivory flesh.

[coffeeshopbakura]

"I didn't want to intrude, and scare your sister. She's pretty by the way," He had seen her in a photo, but forgot that it might sound odd that he knew what she looked like. He kissed the other back, or tried to, his missed and caught his cheek.

[coffeeshopbakura]

@OfScars

[coffeeshopbakura]

"…You wanna know?" He questioned again. "I was in a gang, I left. A few were lurking outside my work so I had to tell them to buzz off. I was out of practice," He admitted.

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      A gang, huh? Well, that certainly wasn’t surprising — it was actually kind of expected with the behaviour that the albino had. “I see…" he mumbled before leaning in and planting a delicate kiss upon Bakura’s pallid lips as if to show he understood and wasn’t upset with the information he was just told of. However, the Egyptian knew it was no time to be getting soft around the other, especially when he was still in rough shape.

      Taking another roll of bandage wrap and gauze, he placed it upon the wound that was located on his lover’s arm; wrapping it up securely.

                “I just hope they won’t constantly show up after this.”

[coffeeshopbakura]

"I doubt it. If they do I can take care of it again. it will be easy enough, they're bigger than I am but they're not as smart,"He tried to reassure, keeping up his act of being rather alright despite his condition. he'd sleep for a long while after. "But uh, do you mind...If I sleep here tonight?"

[coffeeshopbakura]

@OfScars

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Thank you…" He took the pills, swallowing them. "Thank you for taking care of me," He murmured, reaching out to stroke Marik’s hair.

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      The Egyptian watched the other with amethyst optics full of nothing but worry. When a hand was again placed upon the top of his head, he was quick to lean into the familiar touch. “You’re going to tell me what happened later, right?" he inquired a few moments after. Nibbling on his bottom lip nervously, the teenager rose to his feet; taking another small package of alcohol swabs and gently dabbing the cut that decorated his lover’s arm. There would definitely be a scar after it healed.

[coffeeshopbakura]

"...You wanna know?" He questioned again. "I was in a gang, I left. A few were lurking outside my work so I had to tell them to buzz off. I was out of practice," He admitted.

[coffeeshopbakura]

@OfScars

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      After he had gotten two pills to ease his lover’s pain, he also got a glass of water. When he was called for, the Egyptian teenager was quick to return to the other. “Here." He took Bakura’s hand and placed the painkillers in his palm, setting the glass of water onto the table. At the sight of the blood around the wound on the male’s leg, he was quick to grab the thread and needle; though he would need to clean the wound before it was closed up.

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Thank you..." He took the pills, swallowing them. "Thank you for taking care of me," He murmured, reaching out to stroke Marik's hair.

[coffeeshopbakura]

@OfScars

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      A slow blink followed by a nod. “They’re right here." he replied as he lowered his head, looking through the first aid kit and fishing out a pair of tweezers still encased within a plastic wrapping. When his attention was brought to the wound upon the other’s leg, near where he previously placed his hand over; a squeak slipped passed his lips. Not from the sight of it, but from the realization that he could have hurt Bakura more. "On top of the fridge, I’ll get them..!" he spoke nervously, getting up to fetch the pill bottle.

      This situation wasn’t helping the worry that plague him, nor was the revealing of more serious injuries. If there was more, then Marik would need to take him to the hospital.

[coffeeshopbakura]

Bakura grabbed the tweezers. His teeth began to grind together and he dug into his leg to get the bullet.He let out a loud crush as he finally got it out, though his leg began bleeding rather heavily again. "Marik? You got those pain meds for me?" He closed his eyes, tired. The man tried to lean forward to snatch the needle and thread. His hands were shaking.

[coffeeshopbakura]

"I haven't seen her, and I'm getting scared, B-Bakura can I-I p lease come and stay the night..I-I'll be good I pr-rpomise..:"

He tried not to cringe.It wasn't the best time to be staying at his place after he pissed off certain people. "I...can't, why don't you stay with that one officer?"

[coffeeshopbakura]

@OfScars

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Don’t be, hurt less than when I first got them," He lifted his cleaner hand to pet the top of his head. "Tell me, how have you been doing..? Have you been okay? Nothing I have to worry about? No body else?" He was almost interrogating him, but he was legitimately concerned about everything he was asking.

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      At the hand that was placed upon his head, he leaned in habitually. Reopening his eyes, the Egyptian blinked and looked up at the wounded other with concern. “I’m fine, there’s nothing wrong. You should be more worried about yourself, rather than me." he mumbled in response and continued to disinfect the wounds on his lover’s body with new swabs.When he deemed them clean enough, he blindly felt around for the wound dressings, holding it between his ring finger and pinkie when it was found before peering down and grabbing a sterile gauze pad to place over the cuts.

      Leaning in close, he carefully wrapped the dressing around his lover’s mid-section and cut it when most of the more deeper cuts were covered; taping the end of the dressing down with surgical tape.

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Thanks...But do you have tweezers?" Bakura pulled up his pant leg, revealing a small round hole where, what appeared to be, a bullet hole was. "Do you have any pain killers by the way? I'm gettin' a tad woozy," It felt weird, to reveal himself like this. Vulnerable. He swore that he wouldn't allow himself to be weak in front of another, but he loved Marik and trusted him.

[coffeeshopbakura]

"....I think mommy disappeared again.."

"...Why?"

[coffeeshopbakura]

@OfScars

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      The boy let out a gasp of surprise at the sudden flinch and wince that left his lover. “I’m sorry..!" Hesitantly, he took an alcohol swab and ripped the plastic-paper package open. "This might sting a little." he warned as he got down onto his knees again; placing a palm against the albino’s thigh to keep himself balanced.

      Giving a blink of amethyst optics, the teenager focused his attention onto the cuts that adorned the other male’s torso and carefully wiped at slightly bloodied wounds to disinfect them, stopping occasionally to look up at Bakura; just to make sure he wasn’t causing him anymore pain than he already was in.

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Don't be, hurt less than when I first got them," He lifted his cleaner hand to pet the top of his head. "Tell me, how have you been doing..? Have you been okay? Nothing I have to worry about? No body else?" He was almost interrogating him, but he was legitimately  concerned about everything he was asking.

[coffeeshopbakura]

@OfScars

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      Settling himself upon his knees temporarily, the Egyptian stared at the wound. “A fight?" he inquired curiously before rummaging through the kit again, holding up a small container that held the thread and needle meant for stitching. "Yes, it’s right here." Taking said container, a small bottle of half filled with alcohol, alcohol swabs and gauze into hand, he placed them onto the table as he stood up.

                “You need to take this off, alright?" Tucking blonde bangs behind his ear, the teenager took his lover’s shirt by the hem and carefully removed it from the other’s form after informing. He’d need to clean it to get the blood off once he was done bandaging his wounded boyfriend up.

                “—Ah… I’ve been worried.”

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Yeah, don't worry about it," He flinched when his shirt was lifted. There were several purple and blue bruises along his ribs and stomach, along with a few gashes on his sides. "I'm fine Marik. I just had a few things to take care of an lost track of time," He wheezed.

[coffeeshopbakura]

@OfScars

He watched Marik work, eyes going slightly foggy as he seemed to revert into his own little world. "Ah...I got into a fight..." He muttered, holding up his arm and began to pull off bits of his shirt, revealing a rather outstanding gash. "Do you have thread?" His tone was soft, and his head was light. "How have you been doing?"

[coffeeshopbakura]

Bakura slid up the brick wall, using the back of his dirtied hand to clean the dried blood from his chin. Shit, how long had that taken? The hunt, the reassertion? Longer than he'd planned. He couldn't even call his boyfriend to let him know what was going on. At least now there shouldn't be problems. He shouldn't have to see certain rats in his part of town.

Bakura clutched his arm, willing himself up as he began to drag himself back home. At least his boss was kind enough to feed his cat for him, otherwise he'd be starving.

[coffeeshopbakura]

//On. Sorry, I have had no muse for a long time and I'll try and start being better about being on

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ok

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Mm…I don’t know, perhaps I thought you were to sensitive to enjoy it? I can’t have you screaming to loud. I don’t want to meet your sister that way~"

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      At the mention of his beloved sister, the Egyptian batted dark eyelashes and pressed his lips together; his thinking automatically beginning to picture such a scene. “Hhhh… I—I won’t scream..!" he hissed in embarrassment. "What makes you think I would?”

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Because I'd make you scream,~" He purred, teasing the other.

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Oh you’re never going to find them, because I want to keep them," He kissed his cheek. "You like it when I bite? Good. Because I like doing it~"

[ofscars-archive]

                “We’ll see." he hummed before he tangled his fingers within Bakura’s silky, white locks. When a kiss was placed upon his cheek, the smirk that graced his lips widened before he pulled his lover close and returned the affectionate gesture. "Heh, why wouldn’t I?”

[coffeeshopbakura]

"Mm...I don't know, perhaps I thought you were to sensitive to enjoy it? I can't have you screaming to loud. I don't want to meet your sister that way~"