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Skin against Skin. The feelings like sandpaper as Marik wrapped his arm in soft cloth. Tenderly his fingers covered the cuts covering ryous arm. The repeated tragedy covered and unseen. Slender arms wrapped around ryou's chest and tugged him close. Mariks face buried itself into the white mess he dared to call his hair.
"I love you... I love you so much" Marik murmured, teary eyed and struggling not to choke on his own spit. "Oh I love you so so much.. I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.." tears mixed into the knotted mess of white hair. His arms tightened around ryou, holding him even closer.
"It's not your fault, Marik" Ryou whispered, unable to make his voice any louder. "Its not your fault.. please.." his throat tightened and all noise grated against his throat painfully. He felt mariks well manicured hands grip his shirt tighter, painful sobs echoing in ryous ears. He could feel mariks mouth open and close a a few times against his head but nothing came out. Ryous hand came up an covered one of mariks own, the uncomfortable heat of his skin making ryou shiver with disgust..
"I love you" ryou whispered once more.
The two stayed in their embrace for the rest of the night