"...and that is what the night mare I had was..."
I bit my lip to try and keep in tears, because it was still difficult to explain it without reliving the horror. Yami looked a bit shocked, and was silent for a few minutes.
"...Yugi, don't cry..." He cooed, and tried to talk to me.
"*sniff* B-but I'm sc-are-d-d..." I stammer, and I began to cry more.
"It's okay, my little ouji..." Yami whispered, and stroked my hair. I half heartedly smiled, and quietly purred. I began to shiver, and Yami noticed immeadiately.
"Are you cold, ouji?"
"Yea. Pretty cold..." I stated quite blankly. He took the very fluffy blanket I had laying on the end of the bed, and spread it on his lap.
"What are you doing, Yami?"
I asked, confused at why he didn't lay it on me. He just smiled, and lifted me up onto his lap, and wrapped the blanket around me like it was a fur coat. I began to smile, and, even surprising me, I asked,
"Can you cuddle with me?"
He blushed, but he nodded his head 'yes'. He propped his back against pillows he had fluffed up. He began feeling...warmer...but a war was fought between my ability to stay awake and the option of sleep weighing upon me.
I yawned, the option of resisting sleep becoming futile. Yami grabbed a blanket, wrapping me and himself in a huge layer of warm, soft plushness.
"Goodnight, Ouji Yugi."
"Good night...Yami..."
Sleep began crushing my ability to stay awake any longer, until it ultimately prevailed. The war had been won.
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Get outta my head!
FanfictionYugi Mutou is an average boy. But this all changes after a tormenting event. Now Yami is stuck in Yugi's head, and he can't stop thinking about him. YuGiOh isn't owned by me.