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[this one can't seem to find what he's looking for in the bathroom, searching the cabinets high and low. the lower parts of his arms are wrapped with bandages and little specks of blood dot the counter, but that isn't really important to him right now. ope, probably should have picked the bathroom without the door with the broken latch.]

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*pokes his head in*

O-oh... sorry I...

*a-and he sees the blood, wondering what's wrong*

Do you need... a Cure or something?

[damn it. he yanks his rolled up sleeves back down and braces his hands against the counter, trying to keep cool, calm his nerves.]

No, I'll be fine.

*blinks at you, and pulls the door to, but... can't help but peek in again once more to see if you're alright*

[as soon as Sora's gone, he's at it again, searching for some unknown object, unaware that his little intruder is now spying. after a few more seconds with no success, he just backs up until his back hits the wall, and then slides down until he's sitting.]

*well, it seems like you're chilled now? so he's going to open the door a little more and peer in, before coming in, but not crossing your personal space*

H-hey.

[eyes close and he curls his fingers to form fists at his sides.]

What.

*okay, those fists make him really nervous, and he doesn't really know what to say, and it totally shows*

[don't worry, Riku's not the kind of guy to throw a punch at anyone without having a real reason. he's just frustrated and exhausted and so over this place. he sighs, opening his eyes a little.]

Look. whatever you thought you saw, you're wrong. Just forget about it.

[and even though he's not really in the mood to even fake like everything's okay, he still forces a slight smile as he gets to his feet.]

*he nods, but he knows what he saw -- he knows you'll never tell him what happens, but he can kind of see himself in your face; he's tired of being here, and he's tired of... not wanting to get to know anyone*

Hey... are you hungry? I... made all this lasagna in the kitchen, and I was... looking for someone to eat with, I guess. I. I didn't know this was a bathroom.

[extremely picky when it comes to what he eats, but if it's anything to get off of the subject at hand, he'll go for it. he nods silently.]

*is very naive about things at times, and might actually think you want to eat with him!*

....... do you wanna eat in the bathroom, or... ?

*thinks the bathroom is an odd place to eat lasagna :| unless you're a bad cook, which he isn't*

[oh, it's the apple juice king, only this time he has a box of it and he's nonchalantly sipping as he goes to use the--]

...

[--s-stares.]

[for a moment he almost forgets that he's not home anymore, because this scenario is so familiar. he pauses, quickly rolls his sleeves down, and then moves to push past him.]

Sorry. Bathroom's all yours.

Wait--

[grabs his arm, but lightly, making sure to grab only cloth when he realizes he has a hold.]

... you're bleeding. You should take care of it or it'll get infected.

[he wants to pull away, tell the other to forget what he saw and just leave him alone... but his words strike Riku oddly and he swallows. it's so odd to hear something other than shouted insults or muttered remarks about how useless he is from his brother, how much better his brother is because he's not suicidal and he's not causing problems for the whole family. even if this isn't his brother, it's still a little jarring, and he can't really grasp any words.]

...

... mmm.

[he murmurs around his apple juice, tugging him lightly back into the bathroom. after he's sucked the box dry, he tosses it into the trash bin, then starts rummaging around for something.]

[doesn't really protest, just follows. his voice is quiet.]

What are you doing?

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