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It’s in the way that Riku rubs the ache from his wrist, or the way Sora can never quite get warm.
It’s in the scars they both bear, their own proof of existence etched into the fabric of their beings. An eternal patchwork quilt of Sora and Riku that only tells a full story when they’re entangled together.
It’s in crown necklaces and pretty stones, nightmares that will never fully cease, and dreams that never should.
It’s in every little reminder, every memory of where they’ve come from, that they both learn to cherish where they are.
Because in the end, through every battle and every lonely year, through time apart no matter how brief or how long, their hearts remain in tune, their song remains vibrant-
-and they remain in love.