"I know, love." He knew all of it. He knew he'd woken before in the middle of the night to turn over and noticed the Prince awake beside him.
"Yes, Sora." Good, good, Riku loved the Prince's assured manner. They were going to approach this with heads high and all the confidence in the world. Riku let go of his Beloved and went out to order their tea, and the wine and cheese.
"Now!" he proclaimed, coming back and sweeping the Prince up into his arm and carrying him back out into the main room. It was bigger and better lit and less private.
Riku set Sora down on the couch and slid down next to him, pulling Sora into his arms and cuddling him. "Comfortable?" He was careful of Sora's arm that he arranged on his chest, over his heart, as though Sora might be able to feel it beating.