[ the weight eases when Riku pushes himself up, and Vanitas sighs long and deep to fill his own lungs back up. the thing is— the solid crush of his body, it isn't frightening. in the seconds before Riku startles away and clumsily climbs off him, Vanitas can actually appreciate what he'd said before: it could be kind of enjoyable. being hugged. being wrapped up in someone else's warmth.
the contrast, the sudden release of pressure and lack of warmth, slams Vanitas back into his body and into his head. the embarrassment is much too easy to redirect into irritation. Vanitas pulls both elbows underneath his chest, expels an annoyed breath and glares up at Riku from his place on the cushions. some of the effect is ruined by how red-faced he is, though. ]
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the contrast, the sudden release of pressure and lack of warmth, slams Vanitas back into his body and into his head. the embarrassment is much too easy to redirect into irritation. Vanitas pulls both elbows underneath his chest, expels an annoyed breath and glares up at Riku from his place on the cushions. some of the effect is ruined by how red-faced he is, though. ]
You're gonna pay for that.