. 。☥ King Me ☥ 。.

Malik frowned lightly at how much worse for wear Ryou looked. "I'm seriously worried about you, man," he said in a sigh, "You can't keep going on like this."

"Oh um… it’s not important…" He kept his smile on.

"Somehow, I doubt that," he said. "You should come out with me. Get some food. I can finally ride again."

"I shouldn’t leave, I have work to do."

"Is it anything I can help with?"

"Damn right it’s wonderful," Malik said, ruffling Ryou’s hair. "It’s still weak and I’m not supposed to use it much, but. It’s an upgrade.”

"That’s still great… I’m happy for you." Ryou smiled and rubbed a bony arm.

Malik’s gaze traveled down to Ryou’s arms, and his smile faded. “You look like shit, man,” he said, “What’ve I missed?”

"Oh um… it’s not important…" He kept his smile on.

"Somehow, I doubt that," he said. "You should come out with me. Get some food. I can finally ride again."

"Damn right it’s wonderful," Malik said, ruffling Ryou’s hair. "It’s still weak and I’m not supposed to use it much, but. It’s an upgrade.”

"That’s still great… I’m happy for you." Ryou smiled and rubbed a bony arm.

Malik's gaze traveled down to Ryou's arms, and his smile faded. "You look like shit, man," he said, "What've I missed?"

"Damn right it's wonderful," Malik said, ruffling Ryou's hair. "It's still weak and I'm not supposed to use it much, but. It's an upgrade."

"I had a judgment lapse; I thought I could eat rice dishes," Malik explained, "I figured I'd share with you."

((Aww bby come back to me. <3 <3 <3 I'm okay. Debating food. We should totally do date thread when you're feeling up to it. C: ))

malik-ishtal said: …Imma do it when you’re not looking.

Malik grinned easily, planting his free hand on his hip. “And why not, Bossman?”

"If you do something such as touching me, especially my butt, I will get you arrested."

"It's not like I'd be leaving a stain on your ridiculous white coat," Malik snorted. Still, he didn't doubt Kaiba had the police under his thumb, and with a broken shoulder, he didn't much care for the idea of being arrested. Especially over something stupid.

malik-ishtal said: …Imma do it when you’re not looking.

Malik grinned easily, planting his free hand on his hip. "And why not, Bossman?"

 "So you wouldn’t try to take him back?" He questioned again, rolling over to look at the males face.

"What good would that do? We already broke up. He doesn’t need me like that anymore," Malik shrugged his good shoulder. "Even if I weren’t interested in someone else, it’s not like I’d ever have rank on the Pharaoh."

The pharaoh? He forgot about Atem. Would he lose Yuugi to Atem? Cuddling up more on the couch be dragged the blanket over his head, remembering what Bakura said. ‘You can’t remove a Yuugi from there Atem.’ Was that true? He didn’t want to lose Yuugi. “I s-see…”

Malik watched him, then sighed. "I don't think you've got anything to worry about, though," he said at length. "That's just my baggage."

 "Do you still love him?" He asked quietly, brows furrowing in confusion.

At that, Malik was quiet for a moment, giving the question careful thought. “Not romantically,” he said finally, “Not like I did.”

"So you wouldn’t try to take him back?" He questioned again, rolling over to look at the males face.

"What good would that do? We already broke up. He doesn't need me like that anymore," Malik shrugged his good shoulder. "Even if I weren't interested in someone else, it's not like I'd ever have rank on the Pharaoh."

"Because your hair’s so pink," Malik sighed. "I just thought… y’know, since that seemed to be why you were weird around me before."

"I was jealous." He mumbled, letting out a long sigh. "Sorry."

"I guessed," Malik smiled wryly, not that Heba could see it. "But I’m not a threat to you two."

"Do you still love him?" He asked quietly, brows furrowing in confusion.

At that, Malik was quiet for a moment, giving the question careful thought. "Not romantically," he said finally, "Not like I did."

  "Because your hair’s so pink," Malik sighed. "I just thought… y’know, since that seemed to be why you were weird around me before."

"I was jealous." He mumbled, letting out a long sigh. "Sorry."

"I guessed," Malik smiled wryly, not that Heba could see it. "But I'mnot a threat to you two."

 "I just.. Don’t want to." He mumbled, curling into a ball on the couch.

Malik sighed, watching him for a moment. “Is it because I’m Yuu’s ex?”

Heba rolled his eyes. “No. That’s as much a reason as it is because my hair is pink.” Was he making sense anymore? He took a lot of pain pills…

"Because your hair's so pink," Malik sighed. "I just thought... y'know, since that seemed to be why you were weird around me before."