matters when everything is meaningless.

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

Where is he?

[looks a little stressed as he searches around. everyone looks the same. everyone. everyone. how the hell is he going to find one blond out of five hundred or more? his nails start to scratch nervously at his upper arm, leaving red welts in their wake.]

God if I could just ...

Comments

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[whether or not this is the blond Sora was looking for, he's coming over, having recognized him.]

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

You.

[turns, inclining his head.]

Are you the one who gave me icecream?

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[smiles just a little in amusement.]

Yes.

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

[a slow and small smile breaks over his frantic and serious expression, and then he's walking towards him until he can press his forehead to Roxas' chest.]

Thought I wouldn't find you ...

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[a look of surprise passes over his face, before he places a hand on his head.]

It's hard to tell people apart here.

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

[just nods, fingers playing with the bottom of his shirt.]

Can we lay down together? I just..

[starts to scratch at his arm again, huffing.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[lets his hand fall off of Sora's head, and then nudges Sora's hand away from his arm.]

You'll break the skin.

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him slowly, eyes wide and forever concerned. he nods twice, and drops his hand.]

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[at the look in Sora's eye, he frowns, and puts a hand on his back, gently pushing him forward.]

We can lay down, if you want.

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

[he's smiling again soon enough, sighing softly.]

I want to go to your room. Is that okay?

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[shrugs briefly, already leading him towards it.]

It's nothing special.

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

[follows obediently along, glancing around.]

I don't have one yet.

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

Where have you been sleeping?

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

Floor.

[looks down as they walk.]

I didn't know what room I could use.

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[sighs, and messes up his hair.]

You can use any unoccupied room. But for now you can use mine.

[fullthreat.livejournal.com]

[nods, shaking his head into that ruffle.]

I'll find something later.

[mergingly.livejournal.com]

[stops in front of his door, and pushes it open.]

The bed is pretty comfortable.