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“Here,” Yugi murmured. He draped the sweater he had bought earlier over Atem’s shoulders. “It’s not much but…”

Atem smiled softly, pressing his forehead against Yugi’s. “It’s perfect.”

“It’s not perfect.” Yugi cradled Atem’s upper arms. “You’re still trembling. I’m sorry, I should have brought the umbrella.”

“Neither of us thought we would be out this late.” Atem slipped his arms into the sleeves of the sweater before wrapping his arms around Yugi’s waist. 

“The sweater will get soaked.”

“Can’t have you freezing on me either.”

Yugi sighed, thumping his cheek down on Atem’s shoulder. He knew better than to argue over little things like this. Instead, he lazily watched the rain. How the colours of the neon signs melted together in the blur of the raindrops. It would be almost peaceful if not for the continued hustle and bustle of New York that plagued them for the past few days. Not even the rain could put a stop to the city that never slept. 

Perhaps all this was too soon. Atem was still getting used to his body. His body was still getting used to the world. A city was the last place he needed to be. But neither of them could ever say no to helping Tea.

“You're tense,” Atem whispered, fingers trailing along his lower back. “Just relax.”

“I should be telling you that—” A kiss swallowed up the last syllable. It was a tense little thing. Lips in a tight line pressed against his own. Kissing may have been just as new to Yugi but he knew the theory. And thanks to Atem, now had the confidence to part his lips ever so slightly. Roll nice and slow. He pulled Atem close, gently rubbing up and down his upper arms. The muscles under his finger tips curled tightly at first. He could almost feel the thrill pumping through his lover’s veins before he finally melted into the embrace, jaw going slack, letting Yugi guide him.

“You’re getting better,” Yugi smirked, “Other me.”

“Thanks to you.”

“Have you warmed up?”

“A bit…But now we have a new problem.”

Yugi tilted his head.

“Dampness is almost as bad as being soaked.”

Yugi bit back a groan. “So, you’re saying you’re ready to brave the rain?”

“I have an idea.” Atem planted a short kiss on Yugi’s forehead before pulling away. Shucking off the sweater, he lifted it above them in a makeshift umbrella. “Ready?”

Yugi’s heart fluttered. “So you have been paying attention to those movies.”

Atem just rolled his eyes. “Come on. The sooner we’re back at the hotel, the sooner we can have a nice warm bath.”

“Together?” Yugi smirked watching the blush creep along the bridge of Atem’s nose, pooling in his cheeks.

“I-If you want…”

“Then lets go.”