#dicedumpling

It was a bigger house than Yuugi had grown up in with way more places to hide, so he had thought that picking somewhere in his room would be the last place Otogi would look. Maybe it was, he had no way of knowing. 

But when his boyfriend opened the door it would appear empty, because he was not hiding in plain sight. Drawing his lips in a thin line, Yuugi did his best to stifle any snickers that might escape as Otogi searched the room. 

After being grilled for making his friends wait so long last time Ryou had intended on being thirty minutes early to their usual spot in the mall, where he’d happily wait for them alone.  He hadn’t intended on waiting with Duke Devlin; for one on one social interaction was never something he was particularly good at. 

“So..your card.” Ryou cleared his throat drawing a card from the shuffled deck.

Random Useless Headcanons | Accepting

A flu almost killed Joey when he was six and staying with a babysitter for a week, who thought he was malingering to skip school. 

The crowd surged as the party finally began in earnest, and Ryou found himself nearly lost in the sea of costumed carousers. Admittedly, it probably didn't help that he'd long since helped himself to the punch, so the world around him was a bit more out of focus than usual. What was in focus, however, was a tall, slender gentleman in vampire garb, long black hair flowing behind him as he moved. His face was, naturally, hidden behind a pair of glittery bat wings, and there was just something about the mischievous emeralds gleaming behind them that drew Ryou in.

No harm in asking, right?

He sidled up to his target, then all at once drew in front of him, hand extended in invitation.

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Atem study Otogi’s features as he seem to consider his answer and all of his intuition was telling him that he would take that chance to change his fate. So his answer didn’t surprise... But at the same time, he understood how he felt.

@dicedumpling 

Okay, yes, he was staring, but not for a creepy reason like half the other people in the damn cafe. What was he staring at, well that would be the man who just walked into the cafe, and caused over half its patrons to have a miniature heart attack at the sight. Not that Ryuzaki could blame said patrons,dude looked like a fucking model. His visual attractiveness, however, was not the reason Ryuzaki was staring.

Ryuzaki was staring because he was pretty damn sure he’d seen the guy somewhere, and was pretty sure he had a reason to be bitter at him, and if there was one thing Ryuzaki never missed out on, it was a chance to be a bitter ass... and a Jurassic Park marathon but that was beside the point. He took his eyes off the guy and grabbed his own drink from his table, taking a sip and hoping the caffeine in the glorified milkshake would help him remember exactly where he’d seen the ‘model looking fuck’ before. 

A smirk graced Otogi’s own lips as he glanced up and down at the person before him. The dress on the other’s form was elegant and quite the lovely shade of blue. It reminded him much of a fantasy-styled princess dress.

“Why I’m the Goblin King, my dear~” He purred out, moving to give the beauty before him a bow. “And you would be? Perhaps Cinderella?”

“Mh, got it in one, handsome,” he said before curtsying before the other.