up to the roof

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[sitting on a bean bag with two cigarettes, one in each hand and both of them lit. he seems pretty relaxed, alternating between the two.]

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[whatajerkoff.livejournal.com]

[tips his head.]

.. I think I could free some time.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Then it's a date. I'm too lazy right now so I'll start tomorrow.

[grins, nipping at the blond's earlobe.]

You sure sound eager.

[whatajerkoff.livejournal.com]

[smirks, pressing the cigarette between his lips. he inhales, exhales, and then hums lowly.]

It's not every day that a cute brunet offers to let me eat fruit off of him.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

I guess not.

[nudges him with his shoulder before he sucks the rest of the life out of his cig and stomps it out.]

[whatajerkoff.livejournal.com]

[his own has pretty much burned itself down to the filter, so he taps the rest of the ash off and crushes it into the ground.]

Or do you get that kind of thing all the time?

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Oh, let me tell you how often.

[he laughs, rolling his eyes.]

I have to say, I'm not much of a fan of loving myself like other people seem to be around here, and that's a feat.

[whatajerkoff.livejournal.com]

So I'm not the only one that noticed that.

[reaches out to tug lightly on a brown spike.]

But whatever gets 'em off, I guess.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Just like us.

[squints an eye, running ticklish fingers up Roxas' spine.]

[whatajerkoff.livejournal.com]

[shudders, narrowing his eyes. the corner of his mouth curls up a little in a suppressed smile.]

... just like us.