#noticeshipping

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you…

IVKai;

Which one sexts like a straight white boy? Thomas. Kaito is the one who replies in the most stupid, oblivious ways - even if he actually got the point.

Which one cried during a fucking disney movie? Both. (Spoiler, it was Lion King and it was the moment when Mufasa died)

Who put a goddamned fork in the microwave? THOMAS.

Who does the silly hands-over-the-eyes “Guess who” thing? Thomas. Usually when Kaito is working, so he gets pissed.

Who puts their cold hands/feet on their partner? Kaito. I mean, Thomas tries that too but his hands/feet hardly ever are really cold and Kaito doesn’t react to that anyway.

Who had that embarassing Reality TV marathon? Thomas

Who laughs more during sex? Depends, really. But they both do

WHO IS THE LITTLE SPOON? Kaito. Sue me but I will go down with that idea

Notice;

Which one sexts like a straight white boy? KIRYU. And Kazama is just 50 shades of fucking done

Which one cried during a fucking disney movie? Kiryu

Who put a goddamned fork in the microwave? Usually it’s Kiryu, but Kazama has his moments when he’s in hurry and just forgets

Who does the silly hands-over-the-eyes “Guess who” thing? Kiryu, hands off (is it a wrong moment to mention that I have this headcanon that he’s done it in canon? Aka Kazama was The Cop)

Who puts their cold hands/feet on their partner? KIRYU. He’s the not-so-little shit after all

Who had that embarassing Reality TV marathon? Kiryu is more likely to

Who laughs more during sex? Definitely Kiryu

Send me a ship + prompt and I’ll write you a thing

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.

Rolling over with a groan, Kazama reached for his phone, nearly throwing his glass of water off the bedside table in the process. Who on earth could this possibly be? Didn't people know it was indecent to call others at any time later than 11pm? A look at the caller ID told him that no, this person didn't. Or, if he did, he didn't give a shit and part of Kazama told him to follow his lead and just go back to sleep. Whatever Kiryu needed him for at this inhuman hour, it would involve him having to leave his bead.

Against his better judgement, and because he cared way too much to simply ignore the silver-haired man, he answered the call. "Do you know what time it is?" Instead of an answer, the officer received an annoyed sigh and in his mind he could practically see how the other was rolling his golden eyes at him. Knowing that he wouldn't get an actual answer to his question, not that he ever expected one, Kazama waited patiently for a couple of seconds. By now he knew that Kiryu didn't need to be asked why he called, he just told you, whether you wanted to listen or not.

"I don't know where I am and need you to pick me up. Don't ask how it happened, just do it." What followed was a moment of silence. He didn't know where he was. In other words: he was lost. Kazama needed a few seconds to fully process the meaning of those words, but once it hit him he burst into laughter; much to Kiryu's disatisfaction.

"So you're telling me," the officer said after he had more or less regained the ability to breathe. "That the great Kiryu Kyosuke, saviour of Satisfaction Town, who knows the desert like the back of his hand... got himself lost in New Domino City, probably on his way back from a bar? Is that it?" The muffled curses coming from the other end of the line were all he needed to know his theory was correct.

"Stay where you are, I'll be there in about twenty minutes." Instead of replying, Kiryu simply let out a grumpy hum and ended the conversation. Still smiling, Kazama kicked off his blankets and dressed himself as quickly as he could in his still rather sleepy state.

By the time Kazama had found Kiryu's location, the taller duellist seemed utterly annoyed. Understandable, considering it was winter and pretty cold outside. Poor guy must have frozen his ass off. Still, Kazama couldn't help but smile at how his cheeks had turned into all kinds of red from the cold night air. "See, this is why I told you to wear a scarf when you left in the evening."

Without bothering to comment on this remark, Kiryu walked over to his idiotically smiling boyfriend and put his hands around his waist, pulling him closer. "Guess you'll have to warm me up again." And before the other could even think about replying, Kiryu's lips had found their way onto Kazama's. Naturally, he returned the kiss and sneaked his arms up around the taller's neck.

It had been an incredibly awkward discovery, when Jack had first made it. A mistake, more than anything else. Kiryu had been curled up into Kazama's side, head tucked under his chin, and fast asleep. He didn't just fall asleep for or near anyone--only the people that he truly trusted. And when Kiryu trusted someone, it was only a matter of time before he fell in love with them. 

"I've given up on Yusei," he'd told Jack one day, in a phone call. "So you can finally have your chance. You're still pining after him, aren't you?" 

Jack hadn't had the will to say that Yusei was enamored with someone else already. Even now, seeing them there, with Kazama lazily stroking Kiryu's hip with the tips of his fingers and nodding off, himself, it was going to be impossible to say. 

What was it that made his chest ache more--the fact that he'd lost Kiryu? Or that he'd lost Kazama? He couldn't tell. 

In the end, Jack said nothing at all. Kiryu had been through enough hell--it wasn't his place to take away the love that he knew he needed, no matter how selfish he felt. 

He took one last look after turning away, and tried to imagine himself in the place of either one of them. When Jack found that he couldn't, he simply set out the door, forcing himself not to look back again. 

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Kiryu woke in the morning to one message on his phone, reading in a tone he couldn't pick up on. 

"I'm so happy for you." 

Was it sarcasm? Honesty? Bitter anger? Jealousy? Coming from Jack, he couldn't tell at all. He'd never heard Jack say anything like that. It seemed like he was the type, though, to resign himself to his fate and leave things alone.