[There's silence between them for a long time--nothing new, but never has Riku dared hope like this. She'd chosen--chosen--to stay there, to keep him company even though things involving his loudmouthed shadow had been resolved. She'd made him a lucky charm--it isn't like she's never given him a gift before, but Riku treasures every one of them and that there had been no reason that would have made a gift a necessity... he touches it again, fingers running over the stitching and leather, smiling faintly in the darkness in pleasure.
It was something for him.
He realizes when Kairi falls asleep; he almost -senses- it, really. But he's loathe to wake her, to send her back to her room, and so he carefully feels his way across the room and back, turning down the covers first and then picking Kairi up and tucking her into the bed. Lifting her is a touch more difficult than he remembers, she's much taller than her younger self is, but Riku is strong and so he manages fine, putting her into bed and tugging the covers up around her.
For himself, he grabs one of the extra pillows and stretches out on the floor.]
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It was something for him.
He realizes when Kairi falls asleep; he almost -senses- it, really. But he's loathe to wake her, to send her back to her room, and so he carefully feels his way across the room and back, turning down the covers first and then picking Kairi up and tucking her into the bed. Lifting her is a touch more difficult than he remembers, she's much taller than her younger self is, but Riku is strong and so he manages fine, putting her into bed and tugging the covers up around her.
For himself, he grabs one of the extra pillows and stretches out on the floor.]