[fic] Theme 021 "Peninsula", for 100_wangsts {遊☆戯☆王: Yami/Yuugi; PG-13}
The other draft was longer than this finished product, but Writer’s Block kind of got me before I could finish the last scene. So apologies if the ending to this drabble/one-shot sounds a little too abrupt.
Woe be me.
Written 100_wangsts. This is theme 021.
Genre: General/Romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Yami/Yuugi
Story Type: Drabble/one-shot
Summary: Furnishing a house had never been so exhaustingly frustrating.
Disclaimer: Hey, if I owned Yuugiou, GX would probably not be the next instalment.
Spoilers: Quite post-series with a solid bodied Yami. And his real name, ‘cause you know, when Yuugi’s annoyed, he needs Yami to actually listen to him. (Hey look, they’re adults in this one!)
Warnings: Another random plot bunny brought to you by witnessing the attempt-copulation of two birds when it’s not mating season yet. Seriously.
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A peninsula offers an open design that incorporates the kitchen and dining room. Its layout brings the whole family together by creating an extra common space.
- Merillat, “Make Your Kitchen Work Smarter”
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He was exhausted.
Between various weddings he had to plan, his grandfather in the hospital, his own upcoming wedding reception, and the hassle of making sure new furniture arrived on time, it was really no wonder he was also a bit short of patience.
To make matters worse, his significant other wasn’t making things easier for him.
“Atemu, listen to me,” Yuugi tried for the fifth time, squirming out of Yami’s grip.
“Mm, no, it’s comfy here,” he nuzzled the younger man’s neck, tightening his hold on the other’s waist. “You have to relax some, love, you’re going to go bald at the rate you’re worrying about everything.”
“You haven’t been listening to me at all, have you?” Yuugi asked incredulously, turning his head around to give Yami a disapproving look.
“All I’m saying is that you have plenty of time left. Now I, on the other hand, can’t wait...”
“Atemu!”
He blinked, the weight in his lap suddenly gone. He blinked again before he scowled. “Aibou, get back here.”
“No! Don’t call me that when you’re not paying attention.” Yuugi waved several thin booklets at him. “We still have to decide on the colour of the bedrooms, if the bathroom is going to be Western or Japanese-styled, if the living room should be carpeted or tiled, and the kitchen!” That was Yuugi’s favourite place of their new residence (other than the bedroom, of course, for, ahem, personal reasons), and he was absolutely determined to have it done in the proper way.
“What do you think? Open concept? L-shaped? U-shaped? A peninsula?”
“Does it matter, aibou?”
“Of course it does!” Yuugi made a scandalized noise.
“Love, it’s my day off, please don’t make me think.”
Yuugi huffed and continued flipping through the booklets, a little more forceful than necessary. Really, why did he have to go ahead and fall in love with a lazy, egotistic, sexy ex-Pharaoh?
“Ne...” He nudged his other half in the ribs with his elbow. “Come on,” he wheedled. “Help me decide...”
Yami groaned and rolled over a bit, covering his eyes with one arm. He mentally made a face as Yuugi continued to ramble on about the type of wood the cupboards should be made out of.
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In the end, Yuugi got so frustrated at Yami’s short attention span that he made the decision for the kitchen himself. After all, if he was going to be the one doing all the cooking, then he’d better be in an environment he preferred.
His aggravation, luckily, hadn’t reflected in the other weddings he had to plan, and those went off without a hitch.
He could only hope theirs would turn out normal.
- Owari -
Story Word Count: 446
Authoress Notes: (giggles) Yuugi the wedding planner. I don’t even know why I put him in that profession, although I think in my subconscious mind I was recalling a Chinese drama series where this girl became a wedding planner after failing to be a designer.
Yuugi: Girl?!
Um, no, you were hearing things. (shoos him away) Review please?