[Oh he minded all right. Thankful that he thought the library was freezing because soon enough a throw blanket was placed over Riku's sleeping form to cover.]
...
[Sighs, sitting down nearby. Idly flipping a page in his book which he wasn't even focused on anymore. Blue orbs were watching the God sleep, feeling a part of him ache from what he'd said last time to the other.]
[t-thx bb, his manbits were a bit shriveled due to the cold. :( Godku just lets out a small noise, rolling onto his stomach, tugging the blanket closer around himself]
[No need to thank him. Sora was watching the other tug on the blanket, thankful he was there to help. Even if he was probably the worst one to help at the moment. Scooting down in to an aisle of the library where he couldn't be seen out in the open, but could still watch Riku. Flipping another page in his ignored book, feeling his heart twist from the noise.]
[a few moments later, he wakes up, frowning a bit as he notices the blanket, rubbing at his eyes as he slooowly sits up.]
...damn.
[murmurs, realizing the fire he was sleeping in front of has gone out. Siiiighs, and slowly reaches for the lighter, throwing more logs on the fire and starting it after some mumbled, un-godlike cursing. Once it's started, he curls back up with the blanket]
[Watches for a moment before his gaze lowered to the book he casted aside. Bringing his knees to his chest, hating how they both tried to take sanctuary in the damn library. The library out of every other place in this Godforsaken dressing room.]
I-I...umm...
[Was he aloud to speak to Riku still? Probably not, so he'll just talk loud enough for the other to reply or to act as if he was talking to himself.]
You just looked cold.
[So when people experience heartbreaks they pass out naked in librarys...Or did the other just sleep with the receptionist and forget to put clothes on? Wrapping his arms around his legs to bury his head in, trying to deal with the silence that he felt was stabbing him in the back.]
[dares not to say anything more than that. he's more used to walking around naked, really, so sleeping on that comfy, soft rug in front of the fire had been pleasing. He hadn't much cared if anyone walked in]
[Wipes his eyes furiously, heaving a sigh to even his shaky breaths. He could tell this conversation was going nowhere, and he didn't want to force himself to speak again. Especially if he wasn't welcomed in this place. Leaning back against the shelf as he began to debate whether he should just leave and take refuge elsewhere to ball his eyes out.]
[He was already getting to his feet, cursing his weak muscles that flared from having to move. Stress never did help anything, but boo freaking ho. Rubbing his face with his arm even though he probably still looked like crap. Taking a few steps out from behind the aisle, passing a glance over at the God. Even though he shouldn't have, already feeling those emotions of his that tore him apart and got his eyes watering again. Turning quickly to hide his face while he made his way towards the exit.]
[gets up slowly, wobbling a bit; that second necklace drained everything out of him, and he looks human now, no glow to him. Carefully, he moves over to the table where his clothes are, and takes something out of the pocket. It's a little bottle, with some liquid in it. Tuuuurns back around, wobbling over to Sora and handing it over]
Here. My-- a...a Sora gave it to me once. It cures any and everything. It's for your cuts.
[doesn't look at him the entire time, just holds it out and puts it in his hand, moving back to the fireplace, kneeling with a low hiss, and then curling up again, aching]
[doesn't know what to say to that, really, so watches the burning logs as well. to his knowledge Riku never had done any of this back home, so now he's wondering if this place is good for daddy dearest or not]
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