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[ riku's got a gun, though it hardly looks lethal, if the neon colors have anything to say about that. ]

Hmm.

[ loads a dart in it, and takes aim across the room. ]

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[stays where he is for a little longer before he finally decides that it's okay to move. the first thing he does is quietly clean his mess, putting the scissors and photos away and trashing the edges. second, he considers just sleeping for a day, decides that sounds like a good idea, and covers riku with that thin blanket before easing onto the mattress himself, curled up and close to the edge.]

[ which is way too far, especially on such a big bed, but then riku's been doing more of the same, hasn't he? ]

[ fumbles around with his free hand, knowing he's not going to make it very far. at least he tried. ]

[oblivious, roxas spends his time just staring at a blank spot on the far wall, contemplating sleep some more. it's an easy thing to think about, but not an easy thing to do when your mind is so awake.]

Roxas.

[ tries his best to speak evenly, clearly. ]

[his gaze shifts sideways.]

Yeah?

[ don't be an ass, don't be an ass - ]

Come here.

[blinks, turning over and sitting up. riku is close enough to touch, but he's not sure if he should, so he filters his concern into his voice.]

Something wrong...?

[ straight-faced. ]

Yeah, you're over there.

[it takes a moment for him to understand, moving to stretch out on his side next to riku, elbow bent and chin resting in a palm.]

Better?

[ he spent those ten minutes convincing himself to be more easygoing; roxas likes to hear nice things instead of (unintentionally) abrasive ones, doesn't he? anyone would. ]

I like to hold you.

[ riku just died a little inside, but it's for the greater good. ]

[just laughs, reaching out his other hand to thread it through his hair. seems to be doing a lot of that today.]

You don't have to force it, you know.

I'm just say-

[ oops, there he goes again ... ]

[sighs, hardly put off. for now.]

I know, I know. You're just saying.

I quit.

[ although he doesn't know ... what ... he's quitting. ]

[twists his fingers in the ends of his hair.]

Just as you were getting somewhere, too. Oh, well.

[ opens his mouth; he can't formulate much of a proper response, though that has more to do with being addle-minded than anything else. ]

[tugs his hand from his hair, twisting slightly to lie on his stomach with his hands crossed under his head.]

... sorry.

[ sounds tired all of a sudden. ]

[glances sideways over the rise of a skinny elbow, brows lifting slightly.]

What for?

'dunno.

[ it needed to be said, regardless. ]

[wrinkles his nose, silent for a while. sometime in the silence, he turns over onto his back, hands over his ribs.]

... Me too.

[ that's enough for today. stares at the back of roxas' head for a few moments, squishing his face into a pillow afterward. ]

[ ugh, he'll just. rest here for a while. ]

[and roxas will just try to make shapes out of the popcorn ceiling that really holds no shapes at all. still, it's a way to pass the time until he can finally fall asleep.]

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