intertwined

part 1

Skin
Heat
Hair in your mouth
Feet touching feet

Oh you
And I
Safe from the world
Though the world will try

Oh, I'm afraid of the things in my brain
But we can stay here
And laugh away the fear
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They laid in bed, skin sticking to skin, emmitting heat and warmth despite the winter weather and soft sound of the rain tapping gently against the windows.

They were kinda messy, but very comfortable, hair spread all around that some got into the sleeping albino's mouth,their legs interwined together giving them both a sense of safety and security.
Bakura was still in a very deep sleep, looking much more peacful than how you'd see him when he's awake. But the other man had difficulty sleeping. Malik was soo deep in thought that he wasn't even blinking that often.
His slender fingers were running through silver stands of silky,long hair,lightly touching the soft skin of Bakura's pale shoulder. He found himself leaning in, breathing in the spicey scent of Bakura's hair.

For how long have they been together? When did they start becoming this intimate? How many things did they have to sacrifice, just for some pure moments like this? It always hit Malik that he had to give up on so many things, just to be able to hold onto this one thing, no matter how many times he was told that it wasn't right.
He remembered the times when he'd feel like it isn't worth it anymore, when his Yami would take over, taking its chance. He also remembered how Bakura could always reach to him through all the dark thoughts and make everything feel okay again, despite everything that happens. Just then, Malik would feel like it is worth everything he had to give up. Nothing could ever make him feel more alive than this intimacy. The feeling of someone touching his scars for the sole purpose of cooling them down, wishing to heal them.