i'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[look, a familiar sight. Axel with his strawberry vodka. he's on a couch in the common room, wearing a tank top and tight jeans. his forearms are covered in bloody bandages, one unraveling just a bit. seems someone got into a fight~]

Fucking hate this place.

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Gotta go soon.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[barely a year old and raised by an Even. what did you expect?

he does, however, look flustered at the... sort of compliment. but that might just be because he's not used to getting them.]

T-thanks. I guess...

Me too. Sleep well.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

You're welcome.

XD not sleep, school. I'm in Europe. *in history class*

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he relaxes and smiles, visibly more happy now.]

What's that you're drinking?

Ah, well this American went to bed. :P

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Strawberry vodka.

[smiles a little]

Want some?

Does Axel really want to deal with a drunken replica?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[well, he likes strawberries...]

Sure. Thanks.

Could be amusing. Especially if he shares that he's the one who hurt Saix~

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[hands him the bottle]

Might burn a little. Alcohol and all.

It would be very amusing. XD

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[sniffs the content and blinks as he feels a tad dizzy just from the fumes.]

It's not too strong?

If Axel ICly knew, I'd have him kidnap Roxas. But since he doesn't~

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

For me, no. For you, it might drop you on your ass.

Oh well.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

...oh. I'll just have a little, then...

[sips very carefully.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[watches his face carefully as he sips]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[oh god that burns. he inhales sharply, which might not be a smart thing to do while drinking. he hurries to put the bottle down before he starts to cough.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[reaches for him, patting his back, trying to ease his coughing]

I warned you, sugar.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he calms down soon enough, gasping for breath.]

A-ah. N-not bad. Bit strong, 's all.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Because it's alcohol.

[rubs his back, smiling softly]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[nods and is still a bit winded. he smiles, though and leans back into the touch.]

Never had that before.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[steals the bottle back, taking a deep swig before putting it down. he carefully draws him into his arms, rubbing his sides]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Oi! What are you doing?

[what's with the sudden touching? not that he minds all that much. mm, cozy~.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

It's called a hug, short stuff.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but why?

[he sounds curious and returns the hug somewhat awkwardly.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Because I feel like it.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

That's a good reason.

[his speech is getting a bit slurred, but he probably won't seem all that affected unless he tries to move.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

I thought so.

[cuddles the little blond]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[yay, cuddling!]