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[dawnward]

[It's been a long few days, back to back of work. He's caught naps in between but that's mostly it, and now he's just grateful that he has the rest of the day to himself. He pushes himself up the three flights of stairs through the store today, grabbing three books from the shelves without paying. He'll return them, he silently promises, as he trudges up the last few steps. He just needs something to put him out later.

He unlocks the door to his apartment and steps inside, dumping the books on the side opening to the kitchen as he shrugs off his vest.]

Ebony, come here, I'll feed you.

[Riku briefly ducks into the kitchen to put some fresh dry food in her bowl; he washes his hands and then walks into the living room, destined to flop himself down on his couch.]

Finally...

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[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

Some people are blind.

[And then he brushes their lips together briefly, other hand actually keeping Zexion there for the moment.]

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

[that's correct, he'd say, but you sort of have his mouth occupied here, Riku. he's still quite still, quite tense. parsing this and flicking through possible responses. your Zexion has frozen and now must be rebooted.]

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

[And that's exactly how he wants it to be, for the moment. He strengthens the kiss only briefly before he pulls away enough to just look at him, to look him in the eye.]

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

[searching searching searching searching -]

Maybe you need another cat.

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

[Well, that was the closest thing to a snarky reply as he can get. He gives him a deadpan look.]

...Funny. It's not bad enough that I look after everyone else like they're pets?

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

['course. he has to reclaim some ground here. he still hasn't moved away though.]

Is that what you do? How frustrating.

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

[He sighs very briefly, a little emotion behind the eyes and through the curtain of bangs for a few moments.]

You've seen it yourself.

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

[a pause, and then he raises a hand, curls bare fingers lightly against Riku's wrist. soft fingertips rest gently where the pulse ticks away.]

What would you be looking for, then?

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

[His first instinct is to snatch his wrist away, but he leaves it there, watching him.]

After what I've done, am I in any position to ask for anything more?

/uses dat icon

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

[he presses his fingers a little harder. His nails are short and nearly kept but they're long enough to press into the skin - not painfully... just there.]

Well. A request is different from a search.

:3

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

[Well, that just makes him want to pull away a little, but he meets Zexion's gaze head-on.]

And who would I ask? Look at my choices.

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

What would you be looking for?

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

Something I can relate to.

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

[watchinggg.]

Your friends won't serve?

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

I can't ask them to do that. [He sighs, pulling away a little, but not out of Zexion's grip.]

Sora's too bright.

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

[smooths his hand against Riku's wrist.]

So you turn another direction.

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

I don't want to make things worse. [He nearly says something else, but he's quick to toss that thought right out the window.]

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

[pause, to contemplate. and then he slides his hand further up Riku's arm, resting his fingers at the crook of Riku's elbow for a moment.]

With what? Be specific.

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

[He chuckles softly, half-heartedly.]

Sora and Kairi love each other. I would never get between that, and considering all the things I did to get between them? I don't deserve anything from them.

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

So someone like me... that's what you deserve.

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

[That's a heavy admittance.]

I'm not sure.

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

Then you're testing a hypothesis? [you are some kind of masochist, Riku.]

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

I'm not Xehanort, trying a social experiment out of sick pleasure, you know.

[illusionomicon.livejournal.com]

[one of those low, fast, supremely ironic laughs. he moves, palms Riku's face lightly, his thumb resting at the corner of Riku's mouth, other fingers spreading against Riku's face.]

[walkthedawn.livejournal.com]

[He narrows his eyes at the laugh.]

I mean it.