i gave you all
Riku's heart doesn't stop beating a mile a minute until Vanitas is right in front of him.
Then it slows; nearly stops.
'Why...'
'I told you I'd come back.' Clever; sneaky. He sounds like he's excited to be here. Like he can't wait to tear Riku to little bits and pieces again.
'No.' He steps away because that's all he can do but Vanitas follows him; puts his hands on his chest right above his heart and smiles a cruel smile.
'Didn't expect it?' The dark-haired boy is gazing through his lashes with a truly deviant look. Gold eyes. Always such gold eyes.
'How...' Riku's up against a wall with his heart pounding again. Vanitas is so close he can smell him and it's strange. It's strange because he shouldn't be here. He never should have been. He's a mistake.
'You knew I would come back, didn't you?' He's gold eyes are narrowed on him. Riku feels caged.
'No.' It's weak.
It's weak because Vanitas' hands are crawling up to his neck, touching all the little bits of exposed flesh he can. He's enjoying this. Riku can tell by the way he's laughing under his breath like it's the funniest thing he's ever seen.
'You wanted me to come back, didn't you?'
'No.' Weaker.
Vanitas' hands are slowly pulling him down. No; dragging. They're dragging him back to where he was before.
'Yes.'
Then he feels lips, deceivingly soft, against his neck and he knows he's lost. It was always his lips; always his lips. There's a laugh as his hands slide around Riku's middle, moving under his shirt and smoothing over his skin.
He's killing himself, really, by not fighting this.
But he doesn't want to; because he can't.
He just can't.
a/n: Here. Have some angsty Vanitas/Riku for the lulz.
