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[terennewings.livejournal.com]

Come on, come on, put your hands into the fire.
Explain, explain, as I turn I meet the power...

[murmuring to himself, his wings are hidden. it's probably less than likely that you're going to recognize him unless you're a certain Axel stalker.]

The reign of fear is over, at least.

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[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[oh, axel.]

... how did you recognize me?

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[peers up at him.]

A feeling. You're different from the rest.

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[... actually smiles.]

Mm. That's good.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[so he brightens up too.]

Where'd your wings go?

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

Repair shop.

[sounds amused.]

No, I just hid them.

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

I wish I had wings. Then maybe I wouldn't be so scared of heights.

[moves closer to him, leaning against his side.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

No, you'd just be afraid of your wings.

[looks off, wrapping an arm around him and gently strokes his hair.]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

[flushes slightly, smiling like a dork.]

Maybe.

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

[so he stays there for a while, silent and keeping him close.]

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

Roxas, um ...

[fidget.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

... am I making you uncomfortable?

[nerdxel.livejournal.com]

No! No.. I wanted to ask you something.

[keeps on leaning against him, holding him tight.]

[terennewings.livejournal.com]

What is it?

[questioning glance.]