the morning after

[recyclethedead]

MORNING AFTER MEME

Apparently you've had a fun time the other night. Hot, kinky and sexy doing God knows what.

A morning later, you wake up with who, and what happens next?

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[dawnrise]

[She jerks away at the sound, long legs pulling away from him to move to the other side of the armrest- and she stares at it, then at Sora, and then promptly looks indignant at his expression.]

That's not mine.

[unforgivenskies]

Well it's not mine.

[He's going to use his toes to poke it off the couch. It hits the floor and starts vibrating in circles.]

[dawnrise]

[She stares a little more, then grabs the last remaining pillow off the couch and tosses it on the floor on top of it.]

[unforgivenskies]

Did we... With that?

[Does he feel sore? His face flames again as he considers, but he can't really tell how much is from... last night... and how much is from sharing a couch with someone.]

[dawnrise]

I have no idea. Do you remember... anything?

[Anything like that, she means. She doesn't. She has no idea where that came from.]

[unforgivenskies]

Uh... I remember walking outside. Pretty sure you weren't there.

[dawnrise]

Okay. How did you get from then to right now?

[unforgivenskies]

No idea. For all I know, you told me to follow you, or ganked me through one of those portals. What do you remember?

[dawnrise]

I think you'd remember it if something like that happened.

[She brushes her hair back, looking up at the ceiling.]

I remember being in my bed, for one.

[unforgivenskies]

There too?

[He doesn't know whether to feel shocked or like a stud. Either way he can't believe he remembers so little of this.]

[dawnrise]

[She turns bright red.]

Before that! Before whatever happened.

[unforgivenskies]

Oh.

[Way to kill his boner, Riku.]

[dawnrise]

[She's so sorry. Not.]

I don't know exactly what happened.

[unforgivenskies]

Do you really think we...?

[He's glancing toward the vibrator again.]

[dawnrise]

... I don't know. Maybe?

[You know what, she's going to stand up, carefully keeping the pillow held in a way that covers her-- well, everything that needs to be covered.]

[unforgivenskies]

[He's going to do the polite thing and look somewhere else. Oh, there's his pants. On the kitchen counter.]

... If we did, I know where else we went.

[dawnrise]

What?

[She looks at him, then follows his gaze, and oh it's back to staring.]

Are you kidding me?

[unforgivenskies]

Unless they were thrown... without breaking anything...

[He doesn't sound so sure of this. Any of it.]

[dawnrise]

... I doubt it.

[She's going to carefully walk backwards until she can rest her back against the wall. Hm.]

[unforgivenskies]

And why was I blind-

[Oh. Oh. He's just going to stuff his face into the pillow in his lap, his ears red.]

[dawnrise]

[She keeps her gaze away from him.]

Want to finish that question?

[unforgivenskies]

Nope. I'm good.

[That was muffled, because he's still hiding his face in embarrassment.]

[dawnrise]

If you're sure.

[Not-so-scathing sarcasm aside, she feels a little bad. If she were closer she'd take the blindfold back, but she's not budging.]

[unforgivenskies]

Positive.

[Then his head is jerking up, because that sure sounded like a groan from somewhere up those stairs.]

[dawnrise]

[Riku's completely frozen, eyes glued to the top of the stairs.]

Who was that.