pools of sorrow waves of joy.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[he's not even in his own room, smoke billowing out from the cracked door as he lifts a cigarette from his mouth, the whole room clouded. he's been on edge since the day after he'd returned to normal, and now he's just.. plain afraid of facing the people he knew. so he's resorted to calming his nerves in the end by killing them.]

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[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[... smoke from a--]

I-If you're i-inside, p-p-please d-don't p-panic!

[fire extinguisher in his hand, he peeks the nozzle in.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[fuck-- he's smashing the cigarette out hastily, coughing as he exhales smoke. it's painfully obvious what he's doing but he'll pretend he's not, anyways.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[the coughing alerts him and suddenly makes him wary, peeking his head in. he says nothing, but puts the extinguisher to the side.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[he can't even look him in the eyes, suddenly feeling lost and very hollow.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't do anything, he doesn't say anything--there's no scolding, no 'you'll die!', but he's just going over to him and giving him a light peck on the cheek.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Sora..

[his heart skips a beat, and it doesn't feel good this time. he doesn't even feel like himself. he feels like five years ago, five years ago at home before he killed all those people.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

I--

[the breath in he takes makes him cough a little and his eyes water, but he's slapping his chest to get rid of it, shaking his head. so he raises his voice, so Roxas is sure to hear him.]

I understand. It's gotta be stressful to suddenly be human again.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

You're not stuttering..

[he feels like he's seriously broken the world now.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[blink. shakes head.]

I don't stutter when I talk loud...

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him, he'll be staring right through you now.]

[interrogatingly.livejournal.com]

[raises an eyebrow at the smoke creeping out from under a closed door. fractured arm is still a go, though the bone's been shoved back into place and it's in a sling, cradled against his chest. the familiar smell of cigarettes teases his nose, making him pause. opening the door, he looks in]

Don't suppose I could bum a smoke...?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[just tosses the packet at him.]

Keep it.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[he stiffens slightly, taking a small step back. does he not like him being loud...?]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[lowers his head some, cradling his forehead with the heel of his hand.]

[interrogatingly.livejournal.com]

[arches an eyebrow, catching the pack with his good hand]

Thanks.

[he pulls one free, snapping his fingers to conjure a flame to light it before putting it between his lips]

Attempting to speed up lung cancer?

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[he leans forwards a little, touching his shoulder. he drops his voice back to a murmur.]

R-roxas...?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

None of your business.

[just flops down and rolls over, back to Axel.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[finally breathes, leaning in to dust his lips over Sora's. he doesn't linger long though, figuring his kisses must taste horrible.]

[interrogatingly.livejournal.com]

[shrugs his good shoulder]

Fair enough.

[then his eyes narrow, focusing on the blond]

You haven't always been this way.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[he gives a timid kiss back when he pulls away, not too ready for him to pull away yet. looking a little confused, maybe dizzy because of all the smoke.]

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

Roxas, I need to speak with you.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Go away already. I gave you your smoke.

[inhales deeply.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Love you..

[buries his face on Sora's shoulder.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[coughs from the suddenness of the voice, sitting up.]

What?

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

In private? It's about Sora.