∞ that signature thing is only growing harrowing

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[spins a pair of chakrams easily as he walks, black gloves reflecting the light as his hands shift up and down, fingers twining through the bars of the weapons.]

These things are fucking useless.

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[cericelight.livejournal.com]

Make me.

I hear you tried to kill another Axel here as well.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[makes a sour face.]

Why do you always have to ruin the mood like that?

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

I'm just a little angry is all.

[sighs, defeated for now]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

You're not concerned about the other Axel, are you?

[Roxas's obsession with Sora... he can handle that. Roxas suddenly developing an obsession with another Axel? no. fucking. way.]

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

He's just a friend of mine I made here. Of course I'd be worried, but it's not what you think.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

I hope not.

[watch out for that noogie, Roxas!]

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

H-hey let go.

[a slight whine as he writhes a bit]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[squeeeeze.]

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

Come on, Axel. Stop.

[he can't help that there's a slight grin there though]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head sadly.]

You're gonna hurt your poor old dad's feelings if you keep going on like this.

[--which is a kind of sick way to phrase it, even if he is Roxas's sire.]

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

So sorry dad, how can I make it up to you?

[rolls his eyes]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[ohoho, look who's leering down at you.]

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

That's not a very comforting look.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

I'm not a very comforting guy.

[loosens his grip on Roxas, running his free hand down the blonde's side.]

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

[lets him, acting almost like he's leaning into it]

Yeah, I've noticed.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

Of course, I wouldn't mind being comforting for you...

[breathes it into his ear. that hand trails down to Roxas's hip, squeezing it gently.]

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

[shudders, leaning closer]

I'm glad.

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[nips at his ear.]

Would I be acting like a kid if I asked you to pay more attention to me?

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

I don't really think so. And if that's what you want, all right. You're still my best friend, you know.

[playfully bites at the other's jawline]

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[rests his chin on the other's head for a moment.]

Thanks, Rox.

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

It's no problem of course.