[ Riku likes to think that he knows pain and yet... this is probably the worst sort of pain that he's ever felt in his life. Somehow, the darkness was much kinder than this... to have hoped, to have thought that the one person who has always been of importance to you was your other half, the one you were meant to be with here in this world and yet... upon arriving and upon having those hidden tattoos revealed on the insides of wrists, to see that he and Sora not only didn't share matching tattoos but that someone else shared one with Sora, well, to have ones heart break within this world causes the world to turn gray.
And it's been nothing but gray for Riku ever since.
He does share a matching tattoo with another, as everyone does here and while it isn't Sora, surprisingly, it's someone who is close to his best friend, someone who he hasn't even really had the chance to get to know or even be aware of all these years.
Ventus. The Keyblade wielder who had been sleeping within Sora's heart for years. He is the one Riku shares a matching tattoo with... and he doesn't have a clue what to think of that.
In the beginning, Riku chose to ignore it, not even wanting to acknowledge that they shared matching tattoos with each other and simply chalked up the feeling of being drawn to one another as nothing more than an emotional pull within their heads and that it wasn't really real. That's how it was at first because of how much Riku was still hurting over Sora and Ventus surely feeling like a third wheel that had been wedged between them without even meaning to be, never mind his own issues with coming to terms with being awake and free like this again after so many years.
But as the days went on, that pull between them became increasingly more and more difficult to ignore. Even for Riku.
He knows where Ven is, knows where he goes even without the pull needing to draw him there and it's as he comes up to the lighthouse that he stands back a little ways and watches the way in which Ven gently weaves together his flower crown under the night sky. To see him like this with such a beautiful backdrop... it causes his tattoo on the inside of his wrist to ache, as if to see Ven so quiet and alone like this physically hurts him with knowing that it's his soulmate. Doing his best to ignore this ache, Riku comes up behind him, hands stuffed in his pockets and stops just behind him. ]
You'll catch cold.
[ He mutters, face buried within a scarf as he looks down to Ven sitting there. ]
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And it's been nothing but gray for Riku ever since.
He does share a matching tattoo with another, as everyone does here and while it isn't Sora, surprisingly, it's someone who is close to his best friend, someone who he hasn't even really had the chance to get to know or even be aware of all these years.
Ventus. The Keyblade wielder who had been sleeping within Sora's heart for years. He is the one Riku shares a matching tattoo with... and he doesn't have a clue what to think of that.
In the beginning, Riku chose to ignore it, not even wanting to acknowledge that they shared matching tattoos with each other and simply chalked up the feeling of being drawn to one another as nothing more than an emotional pull within their heads and that it wasn't really real. That's how it was at first because of how much Riku was still hurting over Sora and Ventus surely feeling like a third wheel that had been wedged between them without even meaning to be, never mind his own issues with coming to terms with being awake and free like this again after so many years.
But as the days went on, that pull between them became increasingly more and more difficult to ignore. Even for Riku.
He knows where Ven is, knows where he goes even without the pull needing to draw him there and it's as he comes up to the lighthouse that he stands back a little ways and watches the way in which Ven gently weaves together his flower crown under the night sky. To see him like this with such a beautiful backdrop... it causes his tattoo on the inside of his wrist to ache, as if to see Ven so quiet and alone like this physically hurts him with knowing that it's his soulmate. Doing his best to ignore this ache, Riku comes up behind him, hands stuffed in his pockets and stops just behind him. ]
You'll catch cold.
[ He mutters, face buried within a scarf as he looks down to Ven sitting there. ]