[where Riku's hands go up, Sora's travel downward, once again stationing themselves at Riku's hips. the two of them being able to sit on the bed like this instead of the cramped closet has given them so much more freedom, even if Sora doesn't know exactly what to do with it just yet. but... hey, they're learning together, and he can't think of a better partner than Riku for something like this,
given that much, he's done considering the weirdness of all this, focusing instead on just accepting the feelings he's experiencing right now (even if he can't put any identifying words to them); hopefully Riku feels the same. he doesn't see any reason the other boy wouldn't be; why else, then, would they be here right now, doing exactly what they're doing, if they both didn't want it? and they'd already established that they did.
does this make them a little more than simply best friends?]
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given that much, he's done considering the weirdness of all this, focusing instead on just accepting the feelings he's experiencing right now (even if he can't put any identifying words to them); hopefully Riku feels the same. he doesn't see any reason the other boy wouldn't be; why else, then, would they be here right now, doing exactly what they're doing, if they both didn't want it? and they'd already established that they did.
does this make them a little more than simply best friends?]