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[up in the attic with the door open, due to the fact there's a can of light blue paint open]

[wearing his ripped jeans and not much else, holding the can and painting down the edges of the rafters along the tilted walls - boxes and everything have been moved to the other side of the attic - that is, except for a ladder and a stereo, with a stack of CDs that he found downstairs]

[Since the painting never got done before the truth gas came about, he's decided to start work on it now - except he's nooot making a whole lot of progress when he's pausing to wave the paintbrush, dance around on the newspaper and shake his bum around to the blaring music]

[in his own little world, paints a few inches, occasionally stopping to bite his lip, get his groove on and snicker at himself]

[ ooc: Lulz. Feel free to bark at him to turn it down - or offer to help. x) ]

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[ruined. So ruined. Well, not really.]

Real mature, Dem.

You started it.

[lips curl into a smile - The music's getting to him.]

[wraps his arms around Axel's waist and kisses him]

[trails the side of the brush up Axel's spine, leaving a blue stripe]

[smirk.]

Keep proving me right, why don't ya.

[runs with it, kissing Demyx back while ~~writing on~~ grazing the brush over his back.]

[breaks off the kiss, heavy-lidded smile] Hmm, that tickles...

[reaches his hand down the back of Axel's pants and kisses him once more]

[squeeze.]

O-kay. [pulls away] Back to work~ [twirls the brush in his hand, makes his way back to the paint can]

[smirks; when'd Demyx become such a tease.]

Tch. So straightlaced.

[eyes linger on the hastily scribbled message on Demyx's back - "A-X-E-L-'-S. Got it memorized? - before going back to painting as well.]

[oblivious to the writing~ smiling to himself, sitting on the floor and painting lower]

... [glances up at Axel - PFF, the blue covering the teardrops~]

[stifles a laugh]

[gets up and grabs an old polaroid camera from a box, walks up behind Axel]

Hey. Axel.

[quickly snaps a picture of his face]

[bursts out laughing]

[askldsakjdh BLINDING LIGHT.]

Dammit, Dem - you could've at least turned the flash off.

[But Axel can recover quickly enough from that to make a snatch at the camera to try to take it. That picture is not getting developed if he's got anything to say.]

Sorry.

[Oop! - holds the camera over his head] Ah-ah-ahh... No can do.

[grins and snaps another picture, down at Axel, the first one falls to the ground]

[takes it down and pulls the second out, shakes it ~~like a polaroid picture~~~]

[if it wasn't for the fumes in this place, those photos would totally be on fire right now. As it is, he's trying to rub off the blue marks on his face and salvage his dignity by making sarcastic remarks.]

Gonna post those on the internet now?

[picks up the first and looks at it, grins]

Would if I could.

[slips the pictures into his back pocket, hangs the camera over the ladder and gets back to work]

Just kidding.

[laughs] And you say I'm uptight...

[success. No more blue on his face. Can't exactly do anything about the stripe along his spine though. He picks up his brush and starts painting again.]

'cause you are, obviously.

[stops painting to scowl at him]

Nuh-uh!

[brimming with maturity today]

[continues painting~]

Well, not with an attitude like that.

Well, I think you're just as uptight as I am, when it comes to certain things.

[almost done with this wall]

[paint, paint. He would be almost done, if the random streaks of blue all over the wall count.]

Do tell.

[finishing up this side of the wall]

[looks thoughtful] Well... I dunno. Now that I'm put on the spot I can't think of anything. [joking smile]

I dunno. You're kinda... edgy, sometimes. I guess.

But I'm not saying I don't like that.

I do.

[shakes head and laughs] Nevermind.

[smirks.]

That made so much sense.

Wellll... I mean...

[deep sigh]

Sorry. [shakes head]

[takes out a paint roller, pours out some paint and rolls the panels between the boards]

For what?

Sorry for... uh. I don't even know.

I need to stop that. [nervous smile]

[rolls another panel]

[laughs, finally finishing painting his wall.]

Might be a good idea, yeah.

Force of habit...

[finishes the wall]

Tchh, think I'll have to do a second coat?

That's gonna suck.

[knows nothing about painting.]

Then don't do it.

[doesn't know a whole lot about it either, considering his Other lived in the ocean and he's been cooped up in a castle.]

Well I'll have to do it if it isn't even or you can see through it...

We can't really tell until it's dry, though.

[moves on to another wall, with another sigh]

[does the same, sans sighing.]

And add walls to the list of things you're vain about.