kingdomdressing | will you pause and break my heart?

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will you pause and break my heart?

[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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[a sharp gasp fills the room as the energy stops the flow of blood, just leaving the scratches looking a bit raw, like they're a day old already. Axel looks up at Saïx with surprise, even opening his right eye with a bit of a flinch. there's blood on his lashes, like thick red mascara.

he still doesn't know what to say. it almost seems like a lover's spat to him, though he can't fathom why the fuck he's involved]

Don't misunderstand, I just don't approve of idiocy. It's a little unwise to lash out at him when he isn't even aware of what he's done, don't you think?

If you had actually stopped to think, you would have realized his state of mind. I don't care if you're running around so long as you don't make a fool of yourself.

[the brat must be Roxas... but what the hell did Roxas have to do with this? he wasn't involved with Saïx. not to the best of Axel's knowledge, that is. the blond wouldn't cheat - he loved Axel too damn much. he was the one who always complained if a trick found his way home into Axel's bed]

Are you two done beating the shit out of me, or should I expect to bleed all the more?

[he gives them both a deadly green glare. in fact, his temperature is spiking now that it's becoming quite clear that this isn't Pittsburgh, that he's not going home anytime soon and well... his captors are both nuts]

Quiet.

For now, Romeo, I'll just enjoy the fact that I don't have to put up with your filthy heart. So you don't have to bleed.

[the slap stings along the split from before, making him hiss in pain. he puts his hand over it, the other dancing with flames as he regards the pair with a snort]

Are you supposed to be my Juliet?

You saw it fit to call me that.

[he keeps the flames confined to his hand, dancing over his fingers and caressing the skin like a lover would. he arches a brow at Juliet, surprised by the admission]

Seems my Juliet is not my biggest fan.

I hate you.

H-Hey...

[his eyes narrow. there's something more here. there has to be]

I didn't realize Juliet was such a liar.

... What are you saying? I'm not lying about anything.

[it was merely a hunch, but look what it got him. a slow smirk curls his lips, mischief in his eyes. you just gave yourself away]

Liar, liar~ You should really keep a better handle on yourself, Juliet darling. You're like an open book.

Now tell me... what were we?

I don't even know what you're talking about.

Scared of little ol' me?

[now that adrenaline is starting to kick in, the hungover feeling vanishes. he pushes himself up off the bed, his whole body tingling with fire]

Scared? Of you? Hah! You're the one who we always leave terrified!

[he takes a step forward, snarling himself, the fire on his skin is burning hotter and bigger]

Not anymore, princess.

...

Stay away from Saïx. Either back off now, or I grind you up and feed you to your own kid. You aren't worth anything more than shit anyway.

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