Bakura takes a drag from his cigarette before staring at his bandaged hand, holding it out to inspect the traces of dried up blood on the worn piece of fabric wrapped around it. “Maybe this is where I keep messing up…”
“Hmm?”
“Maybe I still think like a ghost inside someone else. I tend to forget this is my body now and it makes me…” he puffs on his cigarette again, his hair horns drooping down. “slip up.”
The other starts to chuckle. “Yeah, you do slip up quite literally a lot. I have to agree there.”
Bakura gives him another side-eyed glare. “Can you talk once without laughing all the time?”
“I’ll try,” Yami Malik says through another chuckle, like everyone but him is missing out on a joke.
Everything pt. 4/5: Feelings (from ‘A Day In The Life of Bakura and Malik’ series) by sunstreamandmoonlight
