#but sonce that's really vague it's kind of a minor part of the story

[enemyoflactose]

Occultshipping for @mirpuzzle I hope you like it 🥺 I did my best 🩷🩷🩷

Valentine’s Day was quickly approaching, in fact it was tomorrow, and for someone like “Ghost” Kotsuzaka, this wasn’t a good thing.

For the life of him, Ghost couldn’t figure out what kind of gift he should bestow upon the greatest person and bestest duelist he'd ever met, Yami Bakura.

And it couldn’t just be any gift either, it had to be something so special, so amazing, and so, so fantastic that surely, just surely Bakura would maybe possibly reciprocate Ghost’s romant- FRIENDSHIP!!! Friendship feelings!

His feelings were platonic! Not romantic. Not romantic at all. They were friends.

Obviously they were friends. BEST friends. They hung out at arcades and graveyards, they had nicknames for each other, and they spent so much time at one another’s place that Bakura considered Ghost’s apartment his second home.

Their friendship was so good in fact, that on Valentine's Day, Ghost thought it was necessary to give Bakura a Little gift. Because they were friends, not because Ghost was attracted to him in any kind of romantic way.

Not at all.

Besides, there was no way Bakura would ever find him attractive. Not that that mattered. Because it didn't.

Deciding it was time to actually think about Bakura’s gift and not his own insecurities for once, Ghost thought of two options: 1. Ask Bakura directly what he wanted. 2. Just guess.

Both of those had their issues. Asking Bakura directly what he'd like when Valentine's Day was tomorrow would seem disrespectful and make it seem like he was just doing it last minute because he'd forgotten, and not just had no clue what to buy for his platonic companion. Guessing had the problem of getting something that Bakura didn't like at all, and that would seem like Ghost wasn't paying attention to his friend's interests.

Feeling very anxious about this conundrum, Ghost tried to remember everything that Bakura had said he liked that would make for a good gift.

Snakes? No, pets weren't allowed in his apartment. More dice? No, that would seem lazy. A Umineko Beatrice figure? No way! That thing was way too expensive! Chocolate? That was so conventio- wait a second.

Bakura did like something that was not only chocolatey and unconventional, but would also seem like it had genuine thought put in if used as a gift.

Ghost quickly grabbed his wallet, threw on his coat, and ran out of his apartment towards that one bakery that Bakura had mentioned in passing was his favorite.

This bakery was kind of on the nicer side and sold a variety of European pastries and desserts. What Ghost was looking for was a croissant. A chocolate filled croissant.

Anyone who had even bothered to get to know Bakura closer than thinking of him as “that creepy white guy” knew that Bakura absolutely loves chocolate filled croissants. And anyone who knew Bakura closely, would also be bound to know that this was a gift he would really like.

What made this gift idea even greater, was that the bakery had just opened, the croissants were fresh, and he could actually afford one! Wait, not just one, but two croissants! So Bakura will end up getting the two presents instead of just one! He'll be so happy!

This day just couldn't get any better!

Except, it could. But only if Bakura not only likes his gift, but maybe gives him a kiss… Ghost quickly shook that thought from his head.

NO! No no no! Not a kiss! Not a kiss at all! He didn't want any kisses from him! He just wanted to, um, eat chocolate with Bakura?

Yeah. Yeah that's it. Eat chocolate. Because Valentine's Day.

Ghost decided to walk faster so he gets to his friend's apartment as soon as possible, and to focus on literally anything other than the complete NOT fact that he maybe sorta possibly kind of liked Bakura in a romantic way…

On second thought, maybe he should just go home. He'd give Bakura the croissants tomorrow, on the actual day.

“Hoi! Ko-chan!” The sudden holler of a very familiar voice rang through the morning air, and stopped Ghost in his tracks.

He slowly turned around and was met face to face with none other than, “Occult-nii…”

That was becoming the usual way they'd greet each other lately. Bakura would pop up out of nowhere and Ghost would whimper out his nickname. After only a few days of this, Bakura had become irritated with it.

“What's wrong? You sound pathetic.”

“N-nothing,” God, “ I was just getting, um something to eat,” he really did sound pathetic.

“At Madolche? Bit expensive is it not?” his pretty, bright red eyes bore right through him, staring into his very soul.

Before Ghost knew it, the bag with those croissants was snatched from his hands and held up in front of Bakura's face.

“Hey! Occult-nii! Give that back!” He reached for his croissants, but they were hoisted up further into the air. Far out of his reach.

“Nah. I've decided that since you had the audacity to go to Madolche without me, you have to share your treats.”

“But-” he was cut off.

“What'd you get anyway?” Bakura grabbed Ghost's hand and began walking.

“Well, I uh, where are we going?” He was just trying to change the subject. For some reason.

“My place. Roo-sama has school and I wanted to play with you. What'd you get from Madolche?”

Ghost didn't answer that question. He just looked down and tried to keep up with his friend.

Bakura didn't like this at all. This was evident in the fact that he started to walk even faster, causing him to drag the other.

“H-Hey! Wait- slow down!” At this point, Ghost was starting to trip a little.

“No. We're almost there anyway.”

“C’mon! Please? I'll tell you what I got!”

“Too late! And since you wouldn't tell me before, I'll just take all of your treats as compensation.” He smirked after saying that, then picked Ghost up to hold him to his shoulder.

“Gah! Occult-nii! Put me down!”

“No. You're too slow, we'll get to my place faster this way.” Ghost let out a huff, but wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck, “besides, I have a gift for you at my place. I'd like you to have it now since I have to work an extra shift tomorrow.”

What? Bakura had gotten him a gift for Valentine's Day? Well, that certainly made things a lot less awkward.

“Ah, well I got you a gift too, but some white haired ass hat stole it from me before I could give it to you.” Maybe this wasn't so bad after all. What had he been so nervous about?

Said ass hat chuckled and said, “That's not good. I'm sure I would've enjoyed it.”

Bakura kept walking until they reached his apartment, and upon entering, he set Ghost on the ground and went to his room.

“Wait here,” he said, “I'm getting your present.”

Ghost did just that. He waited in front of the door where he'd been left, he did however take his shoes off. Bakura had said he wanted to play, so it was probably going to be another overnight stay.

“Hoi! Ko-chan! Come here, the bag ripped!” Bakura called from his room.

Ghost went to the room to see that Bakura was currently sitting on the ground with a plastic bag in front of him and an irritated look on his face. Chocolate was scattered everywhere on the ground, but the bag was somehow still mostly full.

“How much did chocolate you buy that it weighed until the bag ripped?” He got glared at.

“I didn't know what kind of chocolate you liked, so I took them all,” he explained, “the bag didn't tear on my way back, so I didn't think that'd be an issue.”

Sitting down next to Bakura, Ghost cuddled up to his side and took a piece of chocolate. It was white chocolate in the shape of a bite sized rabbit head.

“Aw, I feel bad about eating this one.” He expressed.

“Why? It's chocolate, it'll taste good.”

Ghost held the chocolate rabbit up to Bakura's face, “Because it looks just like you.”

Bakura blushed, and then ate the rabbit out of his hand.

“Hey! Occult-nii!”

“You're missing out, that tasted fantastic.”

“Yeah yeah. I would have if you didn't take it, now eat your gift before I do.”

Bakura scoffed, but grabbed the to-go bag. He opened it, and his eyes sparkled. He snatched up a croissant and immediately started eating it.

He muffled out a ‘thank you’, but it sounded more like ‘Hanhk yough’.

“No problem,” Ghost said, then thought for a bit, “hey, since you took one of my chocolates, I think I should get a bite of your croissant.”

As soon as he had finished that sentence, Bakura had already finished the first croissant and was just about to take a bite out of the second one. He looked at Ghost, then tore off a piece of the pastry and held it in front of his face.

“Say ‘ah’~” Immediately, Ghost got flustered.

“W-what?” He tried to move back, but his head was grabbed and he was forced to sit still.

“Say ‘ah’ right now.” Bakura said in a mock command.

Ghost struggled for a second, reluctantly opened his mouth, he didn't say ‘ah’ though.

The croissant piece was placed on his tongue. And for a split second, as he began to eat the pastry, that moment between them was… incredible.

Until Bakura decided it was a good idea to run his thumb across Ghost’s bottom lip the moment his mouth closed.

That made it a little weird.

Ghost swallowed the croissant, and shied away from his friend. He was yet again quickly grabbed, by the shoulders this time, and made to stay put.

“Stop being so shy around me,” Bakura demanded, “I wanna tell you something.”

“Y-yeah?” He couldn't stop stuttering.

Bakura smiled and then kissed him. He kissed Ghost. Right on the mouth.

It wasn't a very long kiss, it was short, but sweet, and just barely a step above being a peck. But a kiss was still a kiss.

“We’re dating now. There's nothing you can do about it.”