reality won't hurt for longer than it should

[limitstorm]

Who: Riku and Lea
When: January 4th
Where: Casa de Bro
What: Some awkward misunderstandings.
Warnings: Cavities.

There was a reason Riku didn't like making anything with onions.

They made his eyes water like nothing else ever could. No matter what type of onion--white, red, pearl, even shallots--would make him start crying and he would always get frustrated, ending up with a few wads of paper towel next to him as he tried to get through the five onions the soup he was making needed. He coughed into his elbow, putting the knife down and blindly reaching for a new paper towel, turning away from his cutting board and pressing the paper to his eyes beneath his glasses. He knew his eyes were probably red and slightly puffy by now.

At least Sora wasn't here. His best friend would probably laugh at him, and he was only two onions down.

With a sigh, he slid the onions into the pot and took a breather, thankful there were no pups around to distract him. He might cut off a finger at this rate.

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"The hell do you mean what am I talking about?" There was that pointed crinkle between his eyebrows where they drew together in what was prepared to be acute righteous indignation as soon as he found out what had happened. He gestured at Riku's face, then sort of reached for his shoulder without actually following through to touch him. "You're kind of in tears, Riku, and that's... uhm."

Worrisome? Upsetting? Bizarre?

Mostly bizarre, really. Less because of the tears themselves and more because Riku didn't seem all that distraught otherwise. He was starting to think he really didn't understand emotions at all.

"Do I need to kick somebody's ass?" he asked, completely and unironically serious.