The Clothes Make The Spirit | By : Amarin Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 5978 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Gay Apparel
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With thanks to my beta, Silent Bystander, for Duke’s quip about real men. I paraphrased, but the original words are hers.
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‘Be a man, girl!’
“And you were the one who said they wouldn’t make fun of me if they found out!” Duke demanded of his boyfriend.
Pursing his lips, Tristan said, “No, I said Yugi, Yami, Ryou and Joey wouldn’t make fun of you. I never said anything about Bakura, Malik, Marik, or Kaiba.”
“But only Yugi, Yami, Ryou, and Joey know about my…extracurricular activities,” Duke said, discomfited. He glared at the neon pink shirt in his hands, bright purple lettering blaring its irksome message at him.
Pulling Duke up onto his lap, Tristan said, “Hey, Gorgeous, you know they wouldn’t do this to ya. One of them must’ve let it slip out to one of the other four.” He ran a soothing hand down Duke’s bare back and rested it on his spandex-covered ass. He was really glad Duke was fond of form-fitting, revealing dresses.
“Probably Joey,” Duke groused. “That mutt never can seem to shut up.”
“Which means Kaiba is the one who sent you that shirt,” Tristan theorized.
“I don’t know what his problem is, anyway,” Duke growled. “I mean, who does he think he is, impinging on my masculinity like that?”
“Well, I personally think it’s a defense mechanism; he puts other people down to make himself feel superior,” Tristan said smartly.
Duke huffed. “You’re probably right, Tris. But what does he know? After all, only real men are brave enough to wear dresses,” he stated haughtily.
Tristan chuckled at the faux falsetto tone Duke had affected. “Actually, I believe the only reason you’re brave enough to dress in drag is because you’re arrogant enough to think yourself the most gorgeous person on the face of the earth, no matter what you’re wearing.”
“And I’m not?” Duke asked in mock shock.
“You know you are to me, Dev,” Tristan crooned, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. “But what are you going to do about Kaiba?”
“Well, you know what they say, don’t you, Tris?” Duke asked idly, twirling a lock of hair around his finger and leaning into the brunet’s embrace. “Don’t get mad; get even.”
A wicked grin crossed Tristan’s face as he came up with an idea of his own. “Oh, yeah.”
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