@luvvieshe wrote : ‘ She comes barreling down hallway, laughter pitch high & giggling. ‘ Jack!! ’ she practically shrieks. Immediately throwing form upon tall elder with more force than possible with lithe frame. Quick she is to cling to his stature, a chattering chirp from her, ‘ Happy Birthday!!! ’ squeals Dueltainer with enthusiasm that rivals her performances. ‘ What ya wanna do?! Oh we could duel! Or do a riding duel!! It’s your birthday so you choose whatever! We’re just happy to be here! ’ ’
dressed down from his iconic attire, jack is reclined on the couch in a flimsy black tank top, something he would certainly never wear beyond the comfort of a setting as casual as the garage. he isn’t fazed much as yuya comes crashing in, as it’s something he’s very well used to, by now; but he does look up when he hears his name, violet hues opening slightly wider with curiosity.
before he can question her summons, though, she exclaims her wish, perhaps for the entire city to hear. her words remind him for perhaps the second time today that, ah, it is indeed his birthday, but the sheer intensity of her sudden embrace ejects him from his thoughts entirely, causing his body to tense a little on instinct, though he relaxes relatively quickly. it’s just yuya, after all.
a short, breathless laugh comes from jack; his eyes shutting in comfortable fondness, as well as general amusement toward her behaviour. it never fails to be refreshing, as it had been many birthdays since jack last felt such a youthful radiance in his own soul — he had aged far too fast, faster than the years themselves could account for.
“ thank you, yuya, ” he offers with a potentially surprising sense of gratitude honeying his tone, even if his voice is slightly strained by how she’s squeezing him. with an effortless strength, he plucks her away from his middle & lets her plop gently onto the cushion beside him, though a large hand does pat rather affectionately through two-toned hair, despite his demeanour otherwise maintaining its typical inscrutability. head tilting with definite interest at the mention of a duel, a subtle smile causes pale lips to twitch, and jack agrees, uncrossing his legs & standing from the sofa.
“ alright, let’s have a duel. yusei should be done with your d-wheel, right? suit up & i’ll meet you outside in fifteen minutes. ”












