It was far too cold to be walking around out in the snow for the hell of it, so Riku waited inside a cafe at a small table near one of the corners-- furthest from the door. It was well heated inside, but he didn't want to be anywhere near the door and the winter chill outside with it. That seemed to be the popular idea among customers, as most were
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He pulled his water towards him as well before sitting back against the seat again.
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"Sora, we're in public," he whispered, although he didn't make any attempt to move his hand or away from it.
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Riku squirmed a little, in a way that made it seem as though he couldn't make up his mind whether he wanted Sora to stop or not. The red on his face had spread a bit more and he'd finally grabbed Sora's forearm to try and pull his hand out of his shirt before his cheeks got any redder.
"Get your hand out of my shirt!" he whispered against Sora's ear.
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But someone was suddenly standing by the table and-- "Oh jesus!" He quickly parted from Sora, face flaring a bright red. On top of that, the napkin holder on the table exploded and sprayed napkins everywhere. He stared straight foreward a moment before turning his gaze to the strewn napkins, and then his hand went over his absurdly red face, tipping it down to hide it.
He was positive that today was 'Embarrass Riku in Public' day.
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He was frusterated. He knew that much... but at what was a mess of personal and general aggravation in his head. Neither of which he really cared to talk about. There was a dull throb in his head already growing from the still-burning (and not-fading-fast-enough) heat in his face, which he still seemed to be self-conscious about and rubbing at it as if that would make the red go away any faster.
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