will you pause and break my heart?

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[there's a familiar looking Axel sprawled out on a random bed. he's passed out, the smell of vodka on his breath. he's in nothing but a blanket, a sight that's not that uncommon... what's visible of his body is covered in scars. the one that stands out the most is the one around his left shoulder, which gives him away completely to those who knew him before.

the only problem is, he's not going to remember you. he's going to be a bit hungover and pissed to the nines when he wakes up. he doesn't remember a thing except getting really drunk the night before with his Roxas, and doing some E and... well, not much else.

feel free to harass at will, you know the drill.]

Comments

[whatajerkoff.livejournal.com]

[roxas seems to think he's the perfect target, sticking a blue lollipop in his mouth and balling the wrapper up before flicking it in his direction as he passing by on his way to nowhere.]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[he twitches a little, groaning in annoyance. a poison-green eye opens, catching sight of blond. he thinks you're his Roxas, and he's surprised the kid is up before him]

... what the fuck, Rox?

[his voice is a low growl, voice rough with dehydration]

[whatajerkoff.livejournal.com]

[he's almost surprised a little ball of paper was enough to wake him up, pausing to glace over his shoulder with his sucker tucked in his cheek. he lifts a brow, hands sliding into his pockets as he gives him a once over.]

... Hell if I know.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[he blinks at him, wondering if he closes his eyes if Roxas will be back in bed with him and his head will stop fucking throbbing--]

How the hell are you awake right now?

[yes, that's a coherent and fair question]

[whatajerkoff.livejournal.com]

[tugs the lollipop out of his mouth, twirling it back and forth between two fingers. he cocks his head.]

... Magic. And considerably less alcohol than you've had by the... smell of it. But mostly magic.

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

... So you are alive. [pokes him in the shoulder]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[bleary eyes open and he starts. which is a bad idea considering how his head is throbbing. his reflection just spoke to him]

Shit, how much did I...?

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

Apparently a lot.

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

Seriously. I'm talking to my mirror. And it's talking back.

[flat tone, his eyes belying his surprise]

[lostmycause.livejournal.com]

...

[Staring flatly for a moment.]

Who am I?

fancy seeing you here <3

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Someone had been wondering where he was.

This same someone also has Raichu ears, and a tail, and a brown-and-yellow dress to match them. (Akane has Pichu features, for the brain-explodingly cute factor.) Yay for Halloween.

She'll just be peeking in the open door...]

Heh. And I was beginning to think you got out.

why hello~

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[Axel looks up over his shoulder, and his eyes go too wide. it hurts like hell, and he puts his head back into his hands]

'Xene, what the fuck is my son wearing?

[nevermind that Sora doesn't have blond hair in any sense of the word]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

"Son?" How drunk are you?

[Akane perks up at his voice, reaching out like she wants out of her stroller]

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

N'drunk. Hungover.

[he starts to feel the space next to him, finding it very empty. he frowns, looking at her and trying to make sense of it all]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Oh. Surprise, surprise.

[willpossess.livejournal.com]

Why are you still here...

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[he jerks back away from him. that is not Roxas and it sure as hell wasn't any of the tricks from Babylon]

It's my fucking bed. Who the fuck are you?

1/2

[willpossess.livejournal.com]

Who, me?

[willpossess.livejournal.com]

Who am I, you ask?

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[and now he thinks he's just that damn high. he swats at the fake Roxas, groaning softly]

Stop with the bullshit, Rox.

[willpossess.livejournal.com]

[basstune.livejournal.com]

(Aw, man, and he was just going to crash! He frowns when he pushes open the door, wrinkling his nose. Are all adults this irresponsible...? He's got half a mind to wake him.)

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[the door doesn't make a sound, so he doesn't even twitch. looks like you'll have to provoke him further to elicit a response~]

[basstune.livejournal.com]

(Sora loudly sighs in irritation before going over and grabbing a pillow before smacking him lightly.)

Hey!

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[he makes a very unhappy noise over the hit. he grabs at the pillow, missing completely. bright green eyes open... and attempt to refocus a couple times. see, in his world, Sora's biologically his son... which is fucked up to the nines. so to see this kid before him, older than his own Sora would be... he just stares]

... Sora?