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tense. uncomfortable. like a gum stretched to the utmost point before it snaps; that's how he feels. the uncertainty is annoying to say the least, troubling and greatly so; seto loses sleep over it and hates each minute, but he would be a fool to let it show –
or perhaps it obvious how much he's struggling with the knowledge of a kiss that remained undisclosed, for shit's sakes, he doesn't have the time to mop over something as trivial as this but still he does. day and night.
for a while, distancing himself from malik eventually until he just doesn't pop up in his office anymore and works from the penthouse in his own little gremlin-lair where he's at least mildly comfortable knowing he doesn't have malik around.
today, though, he just has to know. before he goes insane. it's been a week. seto pulls out his phone and sends him a message, one sentence, no bullshit. perhaps too vague.
[ txt; ishtar, malik ] would you do it again?