Clouds
"I love watching the clouds," Sora said, "that one looks like a papou fruit!"
"Does not," Riku protested, "looks more like your misshapen head, Sora."
"Hey!"
Riku chuckled.
"I could lie here all day." Sora sighed.
Riku slowly lifted himself up onto his elbows and glanced down at Sora.
"This is my favourite thing." Riku smiled. He leaned in and gently brushed his lips against Sora's.
"Wh-what was that for?" Sora blushed.
He smirked at Sora and let his fingertip lightly trace the line of his jaw. He then shifted his weight and leaned in again, placing small kisses on the corners of his lips.
"R-Riku..." Sora whimpered, timidly playing with the ends of his silvery hair.
Riku's expression suddenly went serene. He peered at Sora's slightly rounded face, focusing on his flawless ivory complexion with a slight yellow tinge and the random freckle here or there that made him distinctively adorable. He gazed into his giant sapphire eyes, observing his dark, feathery eyelashes as he blinked innocently at Riku. On occasion he could catch a glimpse of himself hovering over Sora in the glossy reflection of his eyes.
He walked his fingers up Sora's chest, lightly touched the tip of his small, somewhat pointed nose with his index finger, and they both softly smiled at one another. Riku's eyes were fixed on Sora's delicate lips, which were supple and shapely, making it difficult for him to resist getting a taste.
He hesitated for a moment, never taking his eyes off Sora, wondering how he could possibly feel so much adoration for one simple human being. He moved closer to his face and let their lips meet, sharing a slow, deep kiss that seemed to last for eternity. Riku drew away from the brunette and lovingly caressed his cheekbone with the back of his hand.
He pulled Sora's body into a gentle embrace and they fell asleep as if there was nothing else in the world that mattered. The sky slowly changed to dusk and the setting sun let off a warm glow that appeared to give the docks a golden stain.
And as the daylight slowly slipped past the horizon, they felt like they were floating.