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.]

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[basstune.livejournal.com]

(Sora doesn't know his parents. What if Axel is his father--? He struggles to say something, before just sharing his head and turning away.)

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

But... you're too old to be him. He's like three.

[basstune.livejournal.com]

(Suddenly, he sighs in relief!)

[selfishprick.livejournal.com]

[gives him a little smile]

I know, right?