Nov 25, 2024
riku holding sora's head against his chest, carding his fingers through his hair "you love me, right? will you prove it? will you do one thing for me?" in an almost desperate manner because who needs to be told they're loved more? sora or riku?
sora who's clinging to riku tightly. for dear life. for their downfall. "anything. I'll do anything. I love you, I love you, I love you"
the way riku's smile lights up sora's insides. the way sora's begging like a dog makes riku feel wanted.
riku moving to cup sora's face, bringing their noses just centimeters apart "give me your heart. give it to only me. let me eat it in front of you."
sora's shuddering, sinking into riku's hands, touch, body.
it's a simple request