“I got you a present.” Bakura told malik, handing him a small-fair sized box. “open it.” he said, kind of embarrassed.
Malik stared wide eyed at bakura. ‘I didn’t get him a gift! fuck! Shit! Argh!!!!!’ he slowly opened it and found a gold ring. He gasped. “holy shit! Bakura, how’d you get one to match my jewrely!?” he asked. he slipped the ring on. and admired it.