Hell

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[What can assumed to be later at night, since many are asleep, Roxas is not. Normally, he would be. But tonight is different.]

[What most people would consider a nightmare, this Roxas has every single night. He's gotten so used to them that they barely even faze his daily routine and sleep schedule. But think, then, how bad a dream would have to be for him to consider it a nightmare to his standards?]

[This one tore him awake and got him up and moving. He's shaking, wearing only pajama pants and socks as he's wandering the halls, looking scared, yet out of it at the same time. Almost as if he's in shock.]

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[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Now that Marly is gone, she's allowed to wander around again. Well, she was about to go back to bed after getting a glass of water, but guess who's stopping to from opening her bedroom door, looking at him.]

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[He looks so out of it he might not even notice you! D: He looks extremely upset.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Runs over!]

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[The movement does catch his attention, and he shuts his eyes suddenly, not knowing who it is but hoping they just run past him, please please please]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[HUGS ;A;]

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[OMG THOSE TINY ARMS ARE--]

[He pulls away from her for a moment, staring at her, then kneels down in front of her and grabs her, hugging her close.]

[woodwhisperer.livejournal.com]

[Hugs, clinging. If he can't sleep, she is here for the cuddle therapy.]

[combustingly.livejournal.com]

[Nearly runs into you, looking down]

Whoa... hey. [He has a huge bag of marshmellows, crackers and chocolate with him]

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[Oh. fuck. He looks up at him and stares with wide, frightened eyes. There's a very weird feeling in the air, and that seems to set him off. He jerks backwards so that he's out of arm's reach, and then he turns and runs.]

[combustingly.livejournal.com]

[Stares after him for a bit, frowning slightly before running after him]

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[He runs fast for a human. But you aren't human, and your legs are longer, so this won't last too long, will it, Axel?]

[combustingly.livejournal.com]

['Course not. Along with the fact that he's cheating and portalling in front of you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.]

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[Magically, the second it register's Axel's in front of him, he's throwing his arms out around him-- a split second before he hits him, too. He hits him full force, but is then clinging as tight as humanly possible to him.]

[battleofcards.livejournal.com]

[he's skating back after getting some cookies and milk, though he pauses at seeing Roxas. ... and turns to follow.]

Roxas?

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[Perks up a bit, turning shakily to see who said his name.]

[... hey, I don't know you.]

[battleofcards.livejournal.com]

[no you don't but he looks very concerned.]

're you okay?

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

... [People have trouble talking after dreams that horrible. He says nothing, but he's still shaking.]

[battleofcards.livejournal.com]

... [goes and clasps his hand with a little smile, then. c:]

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[Ohgod so much shaking. Who are you even. ;;]

[summer_poprocks]

[he'd usually be asleep, but after reading up on what an incubus was he's actively avoiding it by roaming the halls]

...Roxas?

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[Hears the voice, registers it to the face, the face to the memories, and then he'll look up, still shaking and looking frightened.]

[summer_poprocks]

[comes closer, wanting to check and see if you're okay]

What happened? Are you alright?

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[Not speaking, looking down at his feet. ._. brb shaking forever.]

[summer_poprocks]

...come on.

[he has no qualms about wrapping you up in a hug, and starts leading you toward the kitchen he was headed to before he saw you. it's dark, so he has a flashlight to light the way]

[feelmydream.livejournal.com]

[doesn't really hug back, just... going with him, and sticking close.]