[ When Roxas leans back, Sora shifts his hands to his shoulders to accommodate the small space between them but also to maintain contact, and his thumbs make absentminded circles against the fabric of the other boy's shirt. He remembers before Kairi came to the island when he and Riku would explore the caves and the same old stretch of beach as if it was always new, how before they started competing - to show off, or whatever - Riku was his confidant and comfort, things people think kids aren't old enough to need but their bond was stronger for it - still is. He knows his bond with Roxas is not at all the same but it is Sora's friendships with other people that give him perspective now.
A really bad day? He nods softly. Roxas doesn't need to specify, which is both the invasion and the clarity this curse has given them - Sora gets it, understands. ]
Both of them.
[ He pauses, squeezing the blond's shoulders briefly before moving to stand beside him instead, slipping one arm around both of his shoulders and pushing just slightly, steering their direction. ]
Let's stay out for a while.
[ Sort of to settle back into themselves, but also just to settle, period. ]
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A really bad day? He nods softly. Roxas doesn't need to specify, which is both the invasion and the clarity this curse has given them - Sora gets it, understands. ]
Both of them.
[ He pauses, squeezing the blond's shoulders briefly before moving to stand beside him instead, slipping one arm around both of his shoulders and pushing just slightly, steering their direction. ]
Let's stay out for a while.
[ Sort of to settle back into themselves, but also just to settle, period. ]