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@firstratebxtch​ It was late, the city around them much more hush than in the hours prior. Joey unlocked the door to his apartment, juggling the case of soda in his arms. A fresh breeze hit him in the way in, alerting him of the open door to the balcony.

“I’m back from work!”

He put the case down before heading over. Sometimes rumination was a good thing, but other times it just made things worse. The last thing he wanted was to leave his sister in her thoughts if they were negative ones. Joey stepped out onto the balcony, taking the spot on the tiny railing next to her as he tried to lighten the air.

“It’s really nice to have you back in Domino. I missed you.”

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@adonaiis​

His body hit his sofa with a thud, the blond falling back onto the furniture in the most ungraceful fashion. Lazy fingers worked to scroll idly through his messages before he arrived at a certain name. He couldn’t praise Kaiba (willingly) for much, but he was more than happy to welcome back the Pharaoh.

[text]: hey pharaoh! [text]: u can’t hide from me forever [text]: let’s go get drinks  [text]: p.s. i’ll drag you out if you say no

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@gameoverbakura​ Jetlag was always unpleasant. Luckily, coffee often seemed to do the trick. Joey ran his finger along the edge of his cup mindlessly. He definitely hadn’t gotten enough sleep on the plane ride back home. This was evident in the way he nearly jumped out of his chair as his friend made his presence known.

“--Shit!”

It seemed years of clumsiness paid off as he quickly stopped the cup on the table from tipping over. The blond emitted a soft sigh of relief before finally addressing Ryou. A hand rubbed the back of his neck in a bashful fashion as he played the embarrassment off with a chuckle.

“Yikes. Looks like I need to double down on coffee. How’ve you been? I haven’t seen you in awhile.”

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@harpypunk​ He wasn’t sure what tipped him off. Maybe it was just chance, her perfume, or maybe even an innate sense of her presence. It honestly baffled him. There had always been a natural attraction to her that he could never quite escape. 

The familiar flash of purple coupled with the thick blonde hair was unmistakable and he was glad for it. Joey pushed past the crowd (apologizing the entire way) as he hastily made his way towards her. His gestures were brash and  uncouth, but he willed that out of the window as he placed a hand on her shoulder to keep up with her pace. Of course he wanted to remain nonchalant. 

“So, I’m going to assume you didn’t call because you knew the second your heard my voice that you’d be running back home. --Is that it? Don’t worry I forgive you.”

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@multlfarlous​ He knocked on the door in a languid motion, leaning against it in an overly dramatic fashion. Of course Japan’s summers did little to rival the blistering ones in New York, but that didn’t mean he had to enjoy it either. By any means, it was much too got outside.

“Anzu... Open up. My a/c broke!”

Joey pleaded through the locked door, his small dog cradled in his arms only to add to the melodrama. Hopefully Anzu could look past all the malice to do him one favor. If anything, he could exploit her soft spot for anything remotely cute.

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Starter call!

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@lestroisvierges

People walked past the building, gawking at the grandiose display. It seemed to be the hub for any piece of innovative tech that made waves throughout the country. Joey scoffed as he heard someone praise the creator who was often plastered on screens here and there. No one really knew what kind of tyrant resided just behind those walls. 

He had half a mind to just spit on the pristine grounds. However, that did not fall in line with his purpose. The blond straightened his shoulders as he passed the familiar faces, a feigned confidence in his gait. He was only offered a small bow, which he appreciated in comparison to what used to be retaliation. It earned a smug grin.

Joey held the small brown bag tightly, making sure to handle it with care on his way to the elevator. A part of him worried that the CEO had already eaten, but odds were he’d probably worked through both breakfast and lunch. Idiot.

“Kaiba!”

He gave the office door a forceful shove, not offering any type of friendly greeting as he sauntered over to the CEO’s desk. The bag met his desk with a light crinkle before he exposed the contents, placing the ‘neatly’ (neat by Joey’s standards) bento on top of whatever paperwork Seto was currently working on.

“Drop that and eat. I’m positive you haven’t eaten today. --Oh, you’re welcome.”

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adonaiis:

It suits me? I should throw this banana at you just for breathing right now.

            Stop talking.

Oops. Did I hit a nerve? You can’t blame me. I only saw you as Yugi for the longest time.

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@adonaiis

“Ah, c’mon. Don’t be so sour. I think it suits you.”

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S T A R E

hides behind @futurxxs

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ali2ter:

“It’s not meant to be pleasant,” Amelda sniffed. Whether or not coffee was actually an effective means of energy–with or without additives–was largely up for debate, but Amelda found that the more unpleasant the taste, the less likely he was to fall asleep (especially in the mornings). So, it had some benefit, and for sheer spite, he took a long drink from his mug. Disgusting.

“Oh, I’m not, but I’ve been told I’m hard to get along with,” Amelda shrugged. “So, I like to give others fair warning. I’d hate to get anyone’s hopes up.”

“Aren’t you just a ray of fuckin’ sunshine...”

Jo shook his head just before taking another greedy sip from his cup. A hand swiped at the excess that remained on his mouth as he took it upon himself to lean back on his chair, balancing it precariously. The blond fixed him with a curious gaze as he tried to discern whether this was a joke or not. However, it seemed this fell among the latter.

“Wow. I think you might be just as pleasant as Kaiba. --Good thing you’re not as much of a douchebag, Lighten up, won’t ya?”

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ali2ter:

“This isn’t nearly dramatic enough for a murder attempt,” Amelda replied, ‘ask Kaiba’ stolen from the end of his thought with a nod and a muted ‘Thank you’. No need to spook the waitress. Still, plain, black coffee now laid on the table. It wasn’t early morning, so perhaps he could have gone with something less unpleasant, and yet… well, fine, a little bit of sugar couldn’t hurt, right? Then Amelda could at least pretend to be half normal.

He stirred his coffee thoughtfully, “Nothing eventful–coffee aside. So far, you’re the only person unlucky enough to be saddled with my presence.”

“I see how it is... I’m not good enough for you.”

He chuckled, a lazy hand grabbing for his latter in a languid motion as he avoided giving up his comfortable position. Nose wrinkled, he gave Amelda a judgmental look at his choice in beverage. He could never understand how people could just drink a black coffee. 

“Gross. --to both your words and your coffee.  Quit beating yourself up. I know it’s hard to live up to my charm, but you aren’t half bad.”

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ali2ter:

“Please, I’m not a barbarian. If I intended to leave you stranded here alone, I’d at least have the decency to call you,” Amelda quipped, promptly taking a seat on the other side of the table. Letting that settle in for a moment, the redhead grabbed a napkin from its holster, idly folding it unto itself–for no real purpose. Or, if there was one, then it was to keep his hands busy while he awaited his own drink.

“…I’ll try not to be late next time.”

“I don’t know your M.O. For all I know you could be tryin’ to kill me.”

Joey sipped on the sweet latte in front of him, clearly happy with his choice as he let out a contented hum. Once the cup met with the table he took to leaning back into his chair, slouched posture much more comfortable. He chuckled, grabbing for his phone to place it in his pocket. He hated being interrupted during quality time. 

“It’s fine. I’m just being a drama queen. How are you? What are you up to these days?”

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bluexeyedkaiba:

You would think that when Seto Kaiba gets a recommendation to go to a coffee shop, he is one to assume that it would be people he did not associate with. That is until he recognized the blond hair and statue of Joey and a irritated, soft groan fell from his lips. 

He wanted to ‘nudge’ the other in return as he went by him but, he had to not make a scene.

Or at least…not a scene the other would expect. 

When his drink came, as he saw how much cream was now in the drink, a smirk came to the CEO’s face as he took it from the other. 

“And a good morning to you too.” Dweeb. 

He stepped to the side as others placed orders but he kept his eyes upon Joey moving back and forth.  Once he eventually locked eyes with the man behind the counter, Seto drank the coffee in almost one fluid motion. Hardened blue eyes never leaving the figure as he finished the drink before he approached the counter once again. The arrogant yet proud smirk back on his face as he set the cup down. 

“Excuse me, sir, I would like another coffee. Less cream if you do not mind unless you want to use all your supply on me.” 

Joey watched, unable to stop his jaw from dropping as he watched him down the entire cup in one go. The blond was obviously flabbergasted by the silent checkmate, but that didn’t mean this would just end then and there. His teeth met, jaw clenching as he found it difficult to stop his nose from wrinkling in response to the request.

“Oh, it would be my pleasure.  After all, it is the great Seto Kaiba I have the honor of serving.”

He scoffed, prepping another cup of coffee for the unruly ‘customer.’ This time, he made sure to only offer Kaiba a splash. Even if he did dislike him, he wasn’t trying to have him overdose from caffeine poisoning. The last thing he needed was a lawsuit.

“Is that any better?”

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HUSBAND MATERIAL. *swoons.*

Swoon all you wantHe’ll be right there to catch that primo waifu material