Prompt: 26 - Denial
Word Count: 622
Summary: "What are you wearing?"
A/N: First off, big thank you to Animad345 and carlyxjack for reviewing. I'm very happy that you enjoyed these enough to review! Next, another thanks to OCValkyrie for looking this drabble over once more. I'm having so much fun with these, and so far, they're turning out to be post-Dark Signers Arc… maybe the next one will be pre-Carly's death. Also, be aware that the rating on some drabbles might me different in the future. Please enjoy!
His eyes had refused to see it at first, but then, after several blinks, he had realized what it was that he was looking at. "What are you wearing?" he nearly choked, unpleasant and painful memories resurfacing.
Carly whirled to look at him and her glasses dropped from her nose and to the floor. "Jack, you're early!" she said cheerfully. And it appears that he still kept a key to my place, she thought inwardly.
Jack couldn't think straight. He had walked into her apartment and her bedroom to catch her looking at herself in the mirror wearing… wearing those colors. "I asked what you were wearing," he said darkly.
The dark-haired reporter looked down at her clothes and shrugged. It was a change from her usual outfit, but she didn't think she looked half bad. "I like the colors! Don't you think they look okay on me?"
Jack blinked and for a moment saw an image of Dark Carly in her the Dark Signer clothes superimposed over her smiling face. Her eyes were hazy blue and they added to the illusion. She was a beautiful woman, but he would give anything to not have to see Dark Carly ever again, even in nightmares.
Carly tugged at her black jacket and orange turtle neck, self-conscious. "I thought you'd like it," she said quietly, ducking her head.
The blond moved to her side and picked up her glasses, placing them on her face carefully once more. "What was wrong with the way you looked before?" he asked.
"I wanted a change," Carly said with a shrug, the smile coming back to her lips.
"I don't want you to change," he said severely.
She looked up at him and the woman he saw was his Carly and not the Dark Signer who had been intent on killing him. "Will you at least tell me why you don't like me in these colors?"
"I—" Jack hesitated, unsure of what to say. He had never been big on compliment, especially on other people, but this was Carly. Here was the woman he would've gone to hell for—even if she couldn't remember it. "Carly."
"Heh…" she forced out a laugh. "Don't worry about it, Jack. It's kind of obvious that almost all colors don't go well with me."
He absolutely despised the self-deprecating tone in her voice. "Carly," Jack started once more, taking her shoulders and turning her back around to look at him when she tried to move away. "I—enjoy seeing you in blue."
There, that hadn't been so bad, right? And besides, the blush on her cheeks was endearing, he thought with a smirk.
"Uh… thanks, Jack!" she exclaimed, trying to worm away out of embarrassment.
"Promise me one thing?" Jack said, not so much a question, but more like a demand.
"Alright," she said, uncertain.
"Don't wear anything that's black and orange."
"Not even for Halloween?" Carly asked, pouting slightly.
Jack shook his blond head one time, a sharp movement.
"What if I want to dress up as a pumpkin?"
"That doesn't mean you have to wear black… just orange."
His matter-of-fact tone made her laugh. "Oh! I know! Maybe I can dress up as you," she said waggling her eyebrows. He gave her a withering look. Carly laughed nervously. "Or not. Okay… maybe I'll just dress up as Yusei, then!"
If possible, Jack's eyes seemed to darken with purple fire, then narrowed when she shrank back. Before she could scurry off, he grabbed her forearms and pulled her close, giving her a hard kiss. Carly stared with dazed eyes as Jack began to walk out of her room.
"Don't even think about it," he muttered, smirking at the stunned look on her face.