A/N: This is just me messing around really. There's all sorts of implied stuff, and a naughty word, but other than that it's pretty tame. Or at least, compared to my thoughts XD And it's my first Kingdom Hearts fanfic! Yay! I'll shut up now...
Riku liked to work out on the beach. It was quite a secluded beach, so he was rarely interrupted. The sand was a good surface to run on, firm but still soft underfoot. He didn't mind the grains of sand sticking to his feet or to his arms. He did mind it getting in his hair, and that was as good a motivation as any to keep his head off the ground when doing sit-ups, or to stop him collapsing when doing push-ups. It was a beautiful view over the sea, especially with a sunset like todays, providing the perfect backdrop to his activities.
Sora liked to watch Riku work out on the beach. He had a great little spot, mostly covered by bushes, where he could observe his friend. Sora tried to tell himself it was jealousy he was feeling, and he was only watching to see how his friend got so… toned. His illusions were shattered, however, when Riku decided to take his shirt off. Sora found it hard to care. By the King's ears, abs like that should be illegal! And now, he was doing push-ups. One-handed. Oh gods, Sora was in trouble.
It wasn't just the body, though it was definitely a part of it. It was the sharp, defined features of his face. The way his hair fell in a shimmering waterfall over his shoulder, and always seemed to be inviting Sora to touch it. It was his eyes, which he could see better now he was closer, that piercing shade that was as disconcerting as it was comforting. They invited Sora in, until he felt like he was drowning. He was drowning, and he had to drag his attention to something else before he got lost in those aquamarine depths forever. His lips, they were distracting enough. They normally were, tempting Sora whenever he was close to Riku, those lovely, kissable lips that were moving right now, shaping around words. His voice was nice as well, that rich, deep tone that always reminded Sora of the islands.
"Sora? Sooraa? Hello?" Wasn't that his name Riku was saying? Oh shit!
"Ri-riku! Sorry, I was spaced out."
"I guessed." Riku stood before Sora, hands on hips and trademark smirk in place. "What were you doing, hiding in here? Why didn't you come say hey?"
"I, er, I, well, you see, it was-" Sora stammered, before Riku interrupted.
"Never mind. I'm taking a break anyhow. Mind if I join you?" Riku dropped down gracefully onto the sand beside Sora without waiting for an answer, already knowing what it would be. He stretched out, unconsciously showing off all those toned, tight muscles, before falling backwards and closing his eyes.
Yes, Sora was definitely in trouble but he could deal with it later, when Riku had put his shirt back on and he regained some of his brain cells. Right now, he was content to watch.