[When Riku finally stops tickling him, those fingers slowing over his skin, Sora still shifts and laughs softly. It takes a moment for Sora to try and stop laughing as the joy and annoyance of having been tickled still make him squirm. Then he looks up at Riku who's come so close and he can't stop the smile that he gets pulling on his lips and the feeling of his heart thumping happily at seeing Riku ... Just like this.
It's simple, it's easy-- To be wrapped up with his best friend just like this. It's like when they were little and Sora would sneak into Riku's bed after a nightmare and Riku would just tickle him mercilessly until he couldn't even remember what he had a nightmare about.
Sora's fingers grip the fabric of Riku's sleeve as if he wants to keep Riku here just like this for as long as he can-- and then---]
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It's simple, it's easy-- To be wrapped up with his best friend just like this. It's like when they were little and Sora would sneak into Riku's bed after a nightmare and Riku would just tickle him mercilessly until he couldn't even remember what he had a nightmare about.
Sora's fingers grip the fabric of Riku's sleeve as if he wants to keep Riku here just like this for as long as he can-- and then---]