[While they're kissing...the world and its problems seem so small and insignificant. Ryou's problems are so far away, so long as he and Atem are close, sharing warmth. As long...as he's kissing Atem, nothing else has to matter.

And actually...for all the similarities this had to the dream, knowing that it was real, with all of its awkward turns and the struggle leading up to this--even the whole accidental snake tongue in his ear--it made it all the better.

Unfortunately...Atem's pulling away now, and Ryou feels a cold prickle run up his spine. Had he...had he done something wrong after all? Was Atem changing his mind already? Maybe Ryou's just to terrible a kisser...]

...What?

[It takes him a minute, to shift gears. He's still a little flushed, more focused on...well...what they'd just been doing. Why is he asking this now?]

Um. Well, no. I dreamed a few different things, but I never saw the spirit. A-actually though, I...dreamed about visiting Otogi's cafe...seeing Yugi...s-spending time with you...

[Ohhh, it'd be impossible not to notice the darkening of his cheeks. Absolutely impossible.]

I, uh. There were several situations regarding you but...none of them were you as Adam. It was you. We had crepes together in the park at one point, and then you visited me while I was expanding my Monster World board for a campaign. Everyone was supposed to come over for it, but you got there first.

...Why?

[Is this going somewhere?]