[CAMPUS/IC]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[This is a general post for threads that can't go anywhere else, to prevent making closed posts for one or two characters.

Threads here are 100% IC for the_campus.

05/10/13 - A Soft Heart Breaking. (Date Mislabelled on actual thread)
05/10/13 - What Family's For
8/10/13 - Trespass of the Soul
13/10/13 - Fears of the Past
13/10/13 - The Great Evacuation
14/10/13 - A Beach Date! Jokes Spiralling Out of Control
31/10/13 - Questionable Intentions
03/11/13 - Secrets of the Mind]

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[obeytherod]

...Nevermind. [He was annoyed, but not enough to dwell on it. If Bakura was being serious now, that's all that mattered.]

The beach sounds nice.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Then, I'll go grab some food. Find a towel, will you?

[obeytherod]

... [Without questioning the request, Malik goes to grab a towel from the bathroom and toss it on the kitchen counter.]

Okay, I got one.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...That might not be long enough, but it'll probably do.

[If not, who cared? Making sandwiches was so boring, ugh.]

[obeytherod]

[Either way, Malik didn't care enough to go back.

He inches closer, peeking at what Bakura was making...]

Oh! I almost forgot. [Malik walks off into the bedroom. He reemerges a few minutes later dressed in shorts, sandals, and a tanktop]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[Bakura just stares. Nice legs, Malik. But are you really going out in shorts and a tanktop? And you wonder why you get mistaken for gay so much...]

[obeytherod]

[Malik takes a seat on the couch and crosses his mostly bare legs. His baggy shorts even ride up a bit!]

Keh keh, just tell me when you're done. I'm ready.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Sorry, Malik, were you saying something? Those arms of yours and your mostly bare legs kind of have his attention.]

Whatever you say.

[Oh right, food. Uhm.]

The hell do you even take on picnics anyway?

[obeytherod]

...I don't know. Last time I just brought some fruit with me, but I wasn't trying to make a "picnic" either.

[He swings his foot a bit idly, causing his mostly bare thighs to shift.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[He swallows a little, not wanting to look away. Damn, he was lucky there wasn't any active policemen in this place. The thoughts he was having right now were pretty inappropriate for Malik's age.]

I'll just grab a little of everything, then.

[Just... gonna haphazardly shove food into a bag.]

[obeytherod]

...? [Malik notices the staring now, and stares right back quizzically.]

Uh, yeah. That works.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Caught! Damn. He offers a half-assed explaination.]

You look good like that.

[obeytherod]

Huh? Oh, thanks. [He actually smiles at that.] Shorts usually aren't my style, but since we might be going into the water...

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heh heh...That's right. Well, I appreciate it either way. You're quite a feast for the eyes, after all.

[obeytherod]

... [Raising an eyebrow dubiously.] Is that seriously all it takes to get you worked up?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Tch! Idiot! I can appreciate a good view without getting turned on.

[obeytherod]

... [His eyes flick downward rather blatantly at that. Just checking!]

Oy, oy, you're the one who made it sound funny.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[No, Malik, he's not turned on just by your legs. Though he does look a bit uncomfortable at that, stepping back.]

Oy, oy! I'm not that bad, am I?

[obeytherod]

[Malik blinks, looking thrown off by the other man's reaction.]

Huh? No, you look fine.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...that wasn't what I meant. [Sigh.] Honestly, Malik... do you think me that much of a pervert?

[obeytherod]

...Do you really want me to answer that? [Because judging by that reaction, he's fairly certain you don't.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Bastard-! [He growls.] Fine, then! I'll be a perfect gentleman, then!

[Which means you're not getting any sexy fun times, Malik.]

[obeytherod]

Hey! I didn't say anything, so you can't get mad!

[He waves his hand carelessly.] Besides, kehkeh, I don't like you because you're a perfect gentleman.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oh? I'm quite sure I can get mad from the inferred insult too... [He looks mollified slightly.]

And here I thought you'd prefer someone as shy as my host!

[obeytherod]

Maybe I was inferring the opposite of that, you don't know! [He obviously wasn't. Malik's just teasing at this point.]

And if I preferred your host, I would be going on a date with him.