#33, ColdWord Count:
Because nobody can expect you to keep fighting forever. (Riku/Sora/Kairi, so fluffy it hurts)Disclaimer:
Characters mentioned within do not belong to me, but rather Squenix and Disney.
“The islands must be sick too,” Sora murmured to himself, watching the rain patter against the window.
Overexertion was his main downfall, he realized. It had only been a few days since finally returning home, and with the adrenaline wearing off, weeks of constant battling finally had a chance to catch up with him. He remembered coming home with a twinge of embarrassment; instead of the happy reunion with his parents he had pictured, he had stood on the doorstep in front of them, muttered a “hello”, and then simply collapsed at their feet.
And still, after all the sleep and visits from old friends, after all the attention from his mother he found he’d sorely missed after being away for so long, Sora found he still couldn’t get out of bed. Like a lead weight, he thought bitterly. His joints ached fiercely, and his limbs felt so heavy he found himself wondering if he’d sink right through the mattress.
A cool wind seeped through the cracks in the wood of his room, sending a chill through his entire body. He shivered and pulled the blankets to his chin.
“You’re still awake, Sora?” Kairi was in the room now, stepping over clothes and shoes and papers strewn across the floor before seating herself down on the bed next to him. “You really ought to get some rest, you know.”
“Too cold,” he croaked.
Kairi frowned slightly. “You’ve already got all the blankets in the house, though,” she said, patting the pile of covers. “Tell me princess, if I put a pea on top of here, would you be able to feel it?”
“Hey, be nice,” Sora grinned at her. Another gust of wind caused him to shiver so violently his teeth chattered.
“Is there anything I can do for you?” Kairi asked. She reached down to brush a strand of hair from his face.
“Yeah…” Sora said, reaching for her arm, “Keep me company for a little while?”
Kairi lying so close to him was warming, Sora found. Her head rested on his shoulder, and her arm was draped around him so she could pull him closer to her whenever a chill caused him to shudder. He was only able to doze for a few minutes, however, before the wind stole away what warmth he could muster. “I’m still cold…”
A voice from the window caused Sora to nearly jump out of his skin. “Scoot over.”
Riku closed the window behind him, then peeled off his jacket and tossed it on the floor. Sora tensed slightly as he felt Riku’s body lie close to his, and he could feel his face grow hot.
“There,” Riku said, placing his arm over Sora so that his arm intertwined with Kairi’s over Sora’s chest, “Now you can’t complain about being cold.”
Riku was right. “Just like always,” Sora mumbled, closing his eyes, surrounded in warmth.
“Ohh, look at how flushed he is, Riku,” Kairi said worriedly. “Should I go get his mom?”
Riku smiled slightly, placing a hand on his sleeping friend’s cheek. “Nah… I don’t think he’s flushing because of fever.”1/100, Challenge table located here