Jonouchi picks on Yuugi because he’s jealous of the short kid. His stable, family life. The love his mother and grandfather show him. His friends who adore him.
Jonouchi has none of that and it sickens him that some stupid short kid has everything he’s ever wanted out of life.
Flabbergasted, massive complexions widened at the abrupt gesture from his valuable friend. Eyes traced for the inanimate, susceptible item that he was nay handed to, before returning his gaze to its holder. Of course, it wasn’t the first time Jonouchi-kun offered one of his cards to the spirit, knowing that due to vast experience and skills, he would be able to put it into good usage.
But there was hesitation.
One the one hand, having a piece of his comrade in his deck would increase his confidence and the ensurance to obtain victory in any upcoming duels. But on the other hand, Yami holds much trust in the other male. In fact, he would put both hands above fire as an illustration of his trust towards him. That could delineate the unconclusive decision that he was led to.
Talk about a quandary that he was included in.
“Are you—- sure about this?”
He pushed the card at the other, smiling some. “Yah. ’m sure.” he grinned in a rather good-natured way, chuckling some. “C'mon, mate. I dun use spell casters, ” he reminded the spirit with a small laugh.
"I’m sure, sure as I can be. Go on it’s yours.“ If for nothing else, Jonouchi was a good friend, Yuugi and his other half had always been kind to the former delinquent and so he in return was very, very kind to Yuugi.
Subtle lips were tugged upwards, forming a genuine curve. The reason? Merely the sight that obscure purple complexions just witnessed. In a split second, slim arms folded there under his chest, and the last thing left, was his voice to accompany his posture.
“— That’s a great card indeed, Jonouchi-kun.”
A lazy grin curved the blonde’s lips at the other’s words, he always felt a bit of pride when the spirit complimented him on something he’d done. Like maybe he was worth something after all!
Instead the card was held out, “Here, man. Maybe ya can use it better than me. It don’t fit my deck o’ warriors too well.” he explained. A little spell castor card, maybe the pharaoh and his friend could make better use of it than him.
“It’s none of your business, that’s what!"《He quipped, reaching out to the puzzle box which was inevitably out of his reach. A huff of frustration, the corner of his lip formed into a scowl.》
"When are you going to learn the meaning of picking on someone your own size?”
“When are you gonna grow a pair of balls!? Everybody in this damn school thinks you’re gay or somethin’. Grow up and do somethin’ bout your life if you’re sooo tired of bein’ picked on do somethin’ bout it!” he ordered as he tossed the box at the midget, though slight of hand a puzzle piece was slipped into his jacket.
"Idiot, you’re too damn easy. How stupid are you, a puzzle of all things, hah!“
