Three Wishes

“…Riku… do you love me?”

It was an abrupt question. The silver-haired boy looked down in surprise at the brunet in his arms, staring into the curious doe-like eyes of the younger.

The couple had been at Sora’s house, watching one of Sora’s favorite movies-- Aladdin. Both boys had gathered on to the bed, the sapphire-eyed boy sitting in the elder’s lap – the same eyes that were looking right at him.

Riku shifted Sora in his arms so that he was sitting facing his lover, pushing a stray spiky lock of hair behind the boy’s ear. He smiled as he watched him pout and cross his arms.

“Answer me, Riku.”

“Sora, you’re such a dork,” remarked the older teen, smirking down at the boy.

“What, so you wish you had never met me?”

“No. ‘Cause the answer to your question should be obvious.” The pout deepened and the spiky haired brunet turned away.

“Would you give up your three wishes for me?” he mumbled.

“What?”

“I said, ‘would you give up your three wishes for me?’” The silver-haired teen looked stunned for a moment before bursting out in laughter. “You wouldn’t?” Sora asked as tears formed in the sapphire depths.

“Why would I? I don’t need them in the first place. I have everything I need right here.” He pressed his rose petal lips to the other’s and kissed him tenderly. He backed away and pulled the younger back into his lap.

Sora looked up and smiled. “I love you too, Riku.”