me that you adore.

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[looking in the mirror in the bathroom, he's a little too pale, a little too thin, looks like he's got little to no sleep. he's pulling up his hair and starting to pull up that shirt, aiming for a bath. he might as well take a bubble bath.]

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[menace.livejournal.com]

[someone likes that sort of look though, looming in the doorway when Riku's back is turned.]

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[he can feel that loom and quickly turns. silvery strands of hair are limp around his face. someone hasn't taken care of themselves at all and it's clear through his hoarse voice.]

... wh-what?

[menace.livejournal.com]

[it's increasingly attractive to him, and he's stepping close to get a better look.]

Who are you?

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

[peers in. frowns a little at his condition.] Are you feeling ok?

[desireschild.livejournal.com]

[Kagami thinks you look unhappy, so he's going to shoot you with arrows. Hooray!]

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[and he's stepping back, frowning. only his shirt is off at this point, with the tub starting to fill.]

R-riku.

[menace.livejournal.com]

You look nice.

[which may or may not sound creepy as hell, especially because he's reaching back to feel along his spine and see how prominent it is.]

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[--and that arrow gets in his back right as he looks at Demyx. ... so hi, blushing.]

I-I'm f-fine...

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

[walks into the room now, brushing his bangs off his face a little] You sure? You don't look so good.

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[... it does and he's trying to shove it away, especially since there are little bumps that remind him of dinosaur spines down his spine.]

G-get off...

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[looks down at his feet, still flushed.]

I don't really... care...

[menace.livejournal.com]

I just want to touch, no harm done.

[crouches down so he's a little below Riku's eye level.]

Would you let me?

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

[froooown] I do. What's up?

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[swallows, sighing and squeezing his eyes shut.]

F-fine...

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[swallows a little, dropping his shirt.]

--you... care?

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

[blinks] Yea.

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[bluuushing.]

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

[kinda wondering what's going on now. Riku was not acting like this before... or not this much anyway]

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[he shakes his head, and quietly--]

I-I haven't eaten for four days, that's all.

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

...Ok, off to the kitchen we go. Right now. [tugs him off]

[menace.livejournal.com]

[so there're his fingertips, running all along Riku's prominent bones with skin stretched over them.]

You're a masterpiece, you know.

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[st-stumbling with a little blush.]

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

[into the kitchen!] What do you like to eat?

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[frownnn, staring down into his lap.]

Most people would ask if I was trying to kill myself, but okay...

[menace.livejournal.com]

I can tell you are, or you're incredibly sick. You're still moving pretty well though, so I figured.

You have a nice structure though..

[touching his ribs, tracing every one.]

Absolutely beautiful. Why would you throw away something like this?

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[the fingertips along his skin make him shudder, face red. he doesn't know why this guy is saying this shit, most people would be freaked out.]

... throw it away? What--?

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

Normal things...?

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

Ok. [shrugs and starts pulling stuff out of the fridge to make pancakes]

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[so he sits at the table, quiet.]

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

[flipping pancakes now~] Do you want anything in them?

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[he only shakes his head, silent still.]

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

[finishes and takes the pancakes over to him] Here you go. Now eat. [pokes his cheek]

[silveralli.livejournal.com]

[so he does, blushing a little.]

... th-thanks.

[leaderofmuses.livejournal.com]

[smile] You're welcome.