[When Ryou looks up, Atem takes the side of his face in his hand. They're talking with their faces very close together; Atem's murmuring what he's got to say. He can smell sugar and jam, which...honestly, on top of being a relief, is something he finds cute.]

I promised you a date, didn't I? We could go to the arcade, it closes at night but Souda would probably let us in if I asked...or, we could go to the graveyard. I'll bring cards if you bring dice.