Fractured Memories

corporatedragon:

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corporatedragon  asked: Seto looked up in annoyance as his office door opened. He had so much damage control from the explosion in the lab left to do. The man letting himself in unannounced was a conundrum to Seto. Short, with tanned skin and wild hair. His goth clothes showing off his well-defined abs and sizable package. Not an employee. Seto didn’t know the handsome man but his body said otherwise. His heart rate kicked up and he felt a stirring inside. “Don’t have time for this! Please show yourself out.”

@snmpharaohatem  answered:

“As expected, you´re here working when you should be lying on the hospital bed or in your mansion at least…”

Atem ignored the other´s words as he walked over to him until he was standing just a few feet from the taller CEO. “Does it still hurt anywhere, Seto…?”

He reached for him and gently took his hand in between his own. “Do you really not remember me? I´ve been worried about, dragon…”

“I have too much work to..”  The tone in which the other spoke and the familiar way he said Seto’s name unsettled him.  Unconsciously the CEO touched the bandage on his temple.  His head was throbbing.  Who was this man who acted like he knew him?  Why had he been allowed to just walk in here?  Where was his secretary?  

Startled, Seto looked up when the man took his hand.  His touch caused Seto to shiver.  His skin tingled, hyper-aware of how warm the man’s hands were imprisoned his.  Seto wanted to pull away but those vibrant violets made him hesitate.  While not familiar, they were so open and expressive.  “No!  I don’t!  Who.. who are you?  Why are you here?”

His head throbbed, making Seto hiss through clenched teeth.  Pulling his hand back, Seto turned back to his laptop and started typing.  “I don’t have time for this. I need to finish this incident report.”