[One-Shot] Horror Movies
Title: Horror Movies
Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Type: Video Games
Characters/Pairing: Riku/Sora
Word Count: 566
Genre: General, Friendship
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Sora is in the mood to watch some movies.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts nor the characters, just borrowing them from Square-Enix for a little while.
Prompt: writerverse : Challenge A - 24 Hour Challenge (Phase 8)
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“Hey, Riku, how about you come over and watch some horror movies,” Sora asked, licking the ice cream that had dripped from his cone onto his wrist.
“You need someone to protect you when you get scared of the dark?” Riku snickered, tussling Sora’s hair, who protested, swatting the hand away while balancing his ice cream cone in the other, “Sure, sounds good.”
“Mom would probably love to have you over for dinner anyway, she’s been begging me to ask you for the past week,” Sora kicked at a rock, scuffing his shoe along the dirt as they sat on the bench, overlooking the coastline.
Riku shoved his hands into his pockets, “Okay, I’ll have to call my parents when we get to your house then.”
“Great!” Sora cheered, “We can watch the classics, like Nightmare on Elm Street and Halloween.”
“Didn’t you wet the bed the last time you watched those?” Riku deadpanned, tilting his head inquisitively toward his best friend.
Sora’s face flushed, either with embarrassment or anger, Riku couldn’t tell as the brunette opened his mouth to dish out a retort, “No, I never wet the bed, you idiot.”
“Nightmares then?”
“No.”
“Afraid to sleep because Freddie was going to kill you in your dreams if you did?” Riku gave him a lazy grin, causing Sora to narrow his eyes even more. Riku then proceeded to make eerie noises, wiggling his fingers above Sora's head.
“No,” he grumbled, putting his hand on his hip as he angrily licked at his quickly melting ice cream, “You're thinking about yourself there.”
“Come on, you're no fun,” Riku patted Sora's back.
“You're just a bully,” Sora said, taking a bite of his cone, chewing loudly only making Riku roll his eyes. “And why do you have to pick on me so much, anyway?”
Riku leaned back on the bench, pillowing his head with his arms folded underneath his neck, “You're an easy target.” He closed his eyes against the warm summer rays of the sun, listening to the cicada's in the background that were almost as loud as the crashing waves of the ocean. “It's easy to expose your weakness.”
“I don't have a weakness,” Sora huffed.
“Sure you do. Everyone has a weakness,” Riku chuckled, cracking an eye to stare at his best friend who continued to much angrily on his ice cream cone, melted vanilla ice cream trailed down his chin, threatening to drip.
“Okay, then what's your weakness?” Sora stared at him eagerly, waiting on his response.
With a snort, Riku leaned forward and rapped Sora on the head with his knuckles, “You ninny, I don't have one.”
“But you just said!” Sora whimpered, his childishness showing through as the vanilla ice cream dripped down his chin on this pants.
Riku shook his head, reached out to wipe the lingering sticky sweetness from Sora’s chin with his thumb, bringing it back to his mouth to suck it clean it, “I'm a different story. Anyway, I thought you wanted to watch those horror movies?”
“I still do!” Sora said hastily, the flush of his cheeks creating a warm feeling in his abdomen as he dumped the uneaten part of his ice cream cone into the trash can that was next to the bench.
“Well, all right, let's go watch some horror movies,” Riku stood, offering his hand to Sora, who took it without question.
Cross Posted to: writerverse
Author: kryss_delrhei
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Type: Video Games
Characters/Pairing: Riku/Sora
Word Count: 566
Genre: General, Friendship
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Sora is in the mood to watch some movies.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts nor the characters, just borrowing them from Square-Enix for a little while.
Prompt: writerverse : Challenge A - 24 Hour Challenge (Phase 8)
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“Hey, Riku, how about you come over and watch some horror movies,” Sora asked, licking the ice cream that had dripped from his cone onto his wrist.
“You need someone to protect you when you get scared of the dark?” Riku snickered, tussling Sora’s hair, who protested, swatting the hand away while balancing his ice cream cone in the other, “Sure, sounds good.”
“Mom would probably love to have you over for dinner anyway, she’s been begging me to ask you for the past week,” Sora kicked at a rock, scuffing his shoe along the dirt as they sat on the bench, overlooking the coastline.
Riku shoved his hands into his pockets, “Okay, I’ll have to call my parents when we get to your house then.”
“Great!” Sora cheered, “We can watch the classics, like Nightmare on Elm Street and Halloween.”
“Didn’t you wet the bed the last time you watched those?” Riku deadpanned, tilting his head inquisitively toward his best friend.
Sora’s face flushed, either with embarrassment or anger, Riku couldn’t tell as the brunette opened his mouth to dish out a retort, “No, I never wet the bed, you idiot.”
“Nightmares then?”
“No.”
“Afraid to sleep because Freddie was going to kill you in your dreams if you did?” Riku gave him a lazy grin, causing Sora to narrow his eyes even more. Riku then proceeded to make eerie noises, wiggling his fingers above Sora's head.
“No,” he grumbled, putting his hand on his hip as he angrily licked at his quickly melting ice cream, “You're thinking about yourself there.”
“Come on, you're no fun,” Riku patted Sora's back.
“You're just a bully,” Sora said, taking a bite of his cone, chewing loudly only making Riku roll his eyes. “And why do you have to pick on me so much, anyway?”
Riku leaned back on the bench, pillowing his head with his arms folded underneath his neck, “You're an easy target.” He closed his eyes against the warm summer rays of the sun, listening to the cicada's in the background that were almost as loud as the crashing waves of the ocean. “It's easy to expose your weakness.”
“I don't have a weakness,” Sora huffed.
“Sure you do. Everyone has a weakness,” Riku chuckled, cracking an eye to stare at his best friend who continued to much angrily on his ice cream cone, melted vanilla ice cream trailed down his chin, threatening to drip.
“Okay, then what's your weakness?” Sora stared at him eagerly, waiting on his response.
With a snort, Riku leaned forward and rapped Sora on the head with his knuckles, “You ninny, I don't have one.”
“But you just said!” Sora whimpered, his childishness showing through as the vanilla ice cream dripped down his chin on this pants.
Riku shook his head, reached out to wipe the lingering sticky sweetness from Sora’s chin with his thumb, bringing it back to his mouth to suck it clean it, “I'm a different story. Anyway, I thought you wanted to watch those horror movies?”
“I still do!” Sora said hastily, the flush of his cheeks creating a warm feeling in his abdomen as he dumped the uneaten part of his ice cream cone into the trash can that was next to the bench.
“Well, all right, let's go watch some horror movies,” Riku stood, offering his hand to Sora, who took it without question.
Cross Posted to: writerverse