kingdomdressing | i dreamed i was dying as i so often do

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i dreamed i was dying as i so often do

[Axel's still in his room, on his bed. His coat and shirt were on the floor, the room was starting to feel stuffy and uncomfortable. He'd been up a few times, obvious enough by the cans of soda on the bedside table next to him that hadn't been there when Roxas had dragged him back here, half-awake and half-alive. The 'power outage' had thrown him a little, he'd felt a little vulnerable, but he knew right away when it was back. That familiar warmth was at his fingertips, he could light a flame in his hand at will again. He had the energy to do it, too, now that he'd gotten some rest.

He was sitting up, the scars on his arms and chest earlier had nearly disappeared now with his second or third X-Potion, but it wasn't really all that easy to tell. His knees were drawn up close to his chest and an arm wrapped around them. The other was resting across his knees, and he was snapping his fingers.

snap. A small flame flickered to life at his fingertips, burned the miniscule amount of energy he was willing to put towards it, and died out within a few seconds. snap. The same thing happened again.

He watched it with grim fascination each time.]

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B-but... I...

If Roxas sees us...

[avoiding eye contact]

[Can't help the smirk on his face. Can't help it.]

But what are you afraid he'll see~? [Leans in closer.]

This! You know what this would look like if he just walked in...

[Tries to squirm his way out from under Saix]

I'm sure the kid wouldn't be too mentally scarred considering what has already happened--

[--aaand squirming isn't a good idea. That is all.]

I can't betray him like this, Saix, I c--

... [Bad idea, indeed.]

Please, just get off.

[C-Climbing off; cuddling he's OK with. Messing around? Sure. Anything else is usually a no go.]

[Yeah, that's a little better. Axel scoots away from Saix, pulling his knees back up to his chest and hugging them, pointedly looking away from Saix.]

... Sorry.

[Certainly more comfortable. Saïx quietly sits next to him on the bed, legs crossed. Eye contact avoidance is activated.]

...

Y-y-you should tell him. To Hell with Roxas, you should tell him how you feel.

[Huffs.] This again? The only thing I feel is sadness and a desire to die.

Dammit, Saix, [slams a fist down on the bed, it's not as effective as he wants it to be]

No. All right? No.

I don't... I don't want you to die.

[...Leans back on his hands and looks at the ceiling.]

Why? I'm a demon who attempted to kill both you and Roxas, and I'll likely do it again.

[shifts uncomfortably]

I--

I don't know.

...

[Sighs.]

[Falls silent. Is it really that he doesn't know, or does he just not want to admit it?]

[Saïx isn't sure he wants to pry anymore either way. He kicks his leg a little to distract himself, watching it.]

[It's probably best that they drop the subject. Axel's really in no place to be even thinking he might have feelings for Saix, it was ridiculous. He's not only in a relationship, but he can't, as Saix pointed out, actually have feelings. Great.]

...

[Awkward silence commencing.]

...

(ooc: bleeeehhhh, what now? Brain says make Axel do... something. But I think he'd be too guiltfest just thinking about it.)

So you... Still want to kill Roxas?

[Snorts.]

Like that will ever die out.

(ooc: bleh, let me know if this is going too far, then~)

Yeah... You must hate him a lot. [obvious statement is obvious. Axel's too busy sitting upright and being distracted. He didn't really plan this move, it was more of an impulse thing. Axel leaned over towards Saix, scooting what little he needed to to be able to reach the Diviner's face, his hand lifting to cup his cheek and turn his head enough so their lips would meet. He had the distant suspicion he was going to get maimed in a moment.]

[Saïx is well used to an Axel being spontaneous -- it's the norm for him.

However...this...was...n-not...shitshitshitshitshit! Without a heart there is still the bodily reaction at the kiss. That is, the blushing, the tensing, the startled noise, the "ohmygod" look to his eyes; In general, the afhsdjkahfkajshfasjkhing accompanied by a brain shutdown. Axel's previous description really did hit home: he acts like a shy, scared, hormonal teenager.

K-Kind of making hesitant grabby hands near Axel's face, unsure of what to do.]

[Saix's reaction isn't really what he'd expected, but then again, he wasn't entirely sure, other than pain, what he'd expected. Or why he'd done it. But it was too late, now. He had...

Shit. What was he thinking?

Axel maintained the kiss long enough to work out an escape route, but his brain couldn't come up with one, it was a little preoccupied.]

[Stand by: restarting...

...
...
...
...

Someone is gripping Axel's shoulders tightly, in warning, and forcing himself to stop kissing back.]

[The warning is not lost on him, and he very quickly pulls away, turning his back to Saix.]

You c-ca-can... Leave now.

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