Title:
Coming Back
Rating: PG-13/T
Pairings, if any:
Riku/Sora and Sora+Kairi comfortishness.
Summary: After
everything is said and done, nothing is the same.
Word
Count: 174
Warnings:
Mentions of the boys in bed. Tad bit of het.
Post
KH2
A/N:
Written at midnight. My brain
doesn't work that late most of the time, so let me know if it
doesn't make sense.
Sora hates it. Hates it, not Riku, never Riku. I love you, Riku will whisper when they're laying tangled together, sweat-dampened skin sticky against each other. Sora always says it back, because it's the truth, but sometimes in the morning or even in the middle of the night, he'll wake up and Riku won't be there. Sometimes it's only for a few hours (I just need some time to think.) and others it could be a day or two (Damn it, Sora, I always come back don't I?) And he does- he has so far, but it doesn't stop Sora from wondering if and when Riku won't come back.
Kairi, with her big heart and sad smiles, doesn't even ask questions anymore when he shows up at her front door- she only opens it wider. Sometimes a cup of hot chocolate later and sometimes not, both end up in her bed, Sora curled up in pink blankets and around Kairi herself, wishing with every part of his heart, that things weren't like this.
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