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27.

"Room service," Yami and Atem heard the service clerk say. After that they didn't hear much else, except the sounds of glasses clanking and Yugi telling the clerk thank you before closing the door and making his way back to the living room where the two men were still standing, watching him.

Yugi handed both of the men two bottles of wine, one for each of them. "Just do me this favor."

Atem looked at Yugi and then the bottle, as if it grew two heads. "You really shouldn't be offering himalcohol," he said, pointing his head in Yami's direction. "That's like offering crack to Marion Barry."

Yami snatched the bottle from Yugi and flipped Atem the bird. "Fuck you."

Atem took his own bottle, opened it and took a long gulp from it. "Maybe if I'm drunk enough."

Yami snorted and rolled his eyes. "Slut."

"Whore."

"Bitch."

"Asshole."

They each took a drink with every insult. Yami more so than Atem, but nonetheless, it was entertaining to watch. And if they got out of hand, Yugi could just take the wine away from them and watch them make fools of themselves, which is what he was hoping would happen. It was better than hearing them fight like cats and dogs all night long.

Ten minutes later, the two men were pretty sloshed. Yami was lying on his side in front of a suede sectional couch because he'd barely made it there before he slid down to the floor. Atem was sitting in a cream colored plush chair with a slip cover, head leaned back, legs spread eagle and taking small sips of his wine. Yugi took a chair from the dining room and sat backwards in it, resting his chin in the palm of his hand and being thoroughly amused by how stupid drunk Yami and Atem were.

Atem could handle his liquor but Yami clearly couldn't. He looked like a fish out of water, dangling and flailing his limbs as if he lost his sense of coordination. He was mumbling incoherently and staring at the ceiling, seemingly forgetting that Yugi and Atem were also still in the room with him.

"This sssstupid wine," he grumbled, and Yugi and Atem looked at each other, both sharing the same curious exchange. "Did you put drugs in here too?"

"Didn't have to," said Yugi, shaking his head and giggling. "You don't need drugs to act the way you do."

"And you're not much help either Yugi." Yami's voice was slurred and garbled, but nonetheless, he still tried to get up and wobble his way toward him.

Yugi had his arms resting on the back of the chair he was sitting on and when Yami approached him, his eyes widened. "What? What's wrong with you?" he said.

"You're nothing but a damn drug," Yami repeated. He then grabbed Yugi's face and squeezed it. "And you're so damn cute."

Atem laughed out loud. "Yeah he's definitely drunk."

"Shut up. You're just jealous that I can fuck Yugi better than you can."

"Excuse me?"

"Yami wait—" Yugi started to say but then Yami squeezed his cheeks even more so that he couldn't speak properly.

"So so so cute," Yami interrupted him, pulling Yugi so that he was forced to stand up. He was trying to pry himself but Yami pushed him back against the wall, face still in his hands. "Let me kiss the cute outta you."

"Get your drunk ass off me!" Yugi exclaimed. He pushed Yami's chest but the alcohol in him seemed to give the man extra strength. "Yami—" he couldn't help but giggle when he started kissing his forehead and cheeks. "Stop it!"

After that, things started getting really hot, really fast. Yugi was caught off guard when Yami held his face still to kiss his lips, so deeply that he nearly forgot to breathe. His eyes shot open when he realized what was happening and from the corner of his eye, Yugi could see that Atem was probably just as shocked as he was. It was never easy to resist when it came to matters like this. Yugi realized that long ago and Yami held his face a little gentler and kissed him with more fervor. Yugi could taste his wine stained lips and it was a sweet sensation against his tongue.

Atem decided that he wasn't just going to sit and watch, especially since he wasn't completely sober himself and he wanted in on the action. He came up behind Yami and brushed his hair away from the nape of his neck before planting a few awkward kisses there. But he was forced to stop when Yami gasped and pulled away.

"No!" he yelled suddenly, grabbing Yugi and very sloppily pulling him away from Atem. "Stay back, he's mine."

"Are you joking?" Atem snorted. "Stop being greedy, Yugi loves us both. He's not your property—"

"He's not yours either!" Yami screamed. Apparently, he'd drank more than both Yugi and Atem realized. He walked backwards until his heel hit the chair that Yugi was previously sitting on. "Leave us alone."

"Yami—" Yugi started to say. "You can't be this way. You had a choice to leave because you said you can't handle a relationship like this, and—"

"Shut up." Yami grabbed Yugi's shoulders and spun him around. His eyes were so glossy and unfocused. "You're mine. I'm not sharing you with him. You got that?"

"I told you, you should've have let him drink," Atem muttered and took an arm around Yami's neck. "Dude, let him go!"

"No! I'm not letting him go! Not now, not ever! I'm sick of losing every fucking person that gets close to me! I'm not gonna let it happen again!"

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