Can't Resist An Air Guitarist

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Can't Resist An Air Guitarist

[Pay no attention to this Mullet Head dancing around in the hallway. Lip-syncing and air guitaring like there is no tomorrow. Having on a set of heavy headphones that devour his ears plus half the side of his face, gripping tightly to a deep blue iPod currently blasting one of his favorite songs, he couldn't resist breaking out in to a dance for. He had no idea who's iPod it was, but he found it lying there abandoned in the Arcade. It's not really stealing if he only uses it for a little bit and puts it right back where he found it....Right? Right.]

The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble
I like my coffee black
Just like my metal

The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble
I like my coffee black
Just like my metal

I can't wait for you to shut me up
In a minute, minute
In a fuckin' minute

[Oh how he craved for Mindless Self Indulgence~]

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[sitting across the room, watching him, has a blue lollipop in his mouth that's staining his lips]

I can't wait for you to shut me up
And make me hit my bad ass
I can't wait for you to shut me up
Shut it up

I can't wait for you to shut me up
And make me hit my bad ass
I can't wait for you to shut me up
Shut it up

[After making the last gesture of cracking a whip to certain part, Demyx cocked his head to the side from feeling eyes on him. He was used to it from his weird ass nature, but he was curious to see who it was. Eyes peering over to meet....One of him? Taking a short stride to a new song thanks to the shuffle mode, making a peace sign as he came closer.]

Hey Stranger~

[pulls the lollipop out of his mouth, waves by twisting his wrist] Hey...

That song sounded familiar... Where'd you find that? [indicates the iPod]

M'Demyx, by the way. [smirks]

[Placing the headphones around his neck, Dem pursed his lips before hiding the trinket behind his back. Leaning back on his heels looking to right innocently.]

Noooowhere.

[He claimed, looking back to the other with a mischievous grin.]

Really now?
I must be psychic because I was thinking your name was Demyx.

Heh.....It's like a train wreck.
You just. can't. look. away.

[Gradually tilts his head to one side, taking in the catastrophic death-throes Demyx calls dancing.]

[Demyx was on his knees, letting his digits run wild on the invisible strings before he leaned back far enough back to open his eyes and spot the flaming redhead.]

....Heeey Ax.

[Blinks twice, frozen in his amazing air guitar position. Well this is...a nice meeting. And hell yeah he was embarrassed. But of course he didn't know anyone was even roaming this hallway. A nervous laugh escaped as he smiled weakly as if his hand was caught in the cookie jar.]

[Makes a motion of curling his fingers against ears, only to loft those hands up. No, this one isn't joining in on the display; he's simply miming for Demyx to remove the ear-goggles of certainly soon-to-be-deaf ears.]

Having fun without me, I see~.

[It took a minute for the dirty blonde to process the gesture before he pulled down the chunky headphones, letting them hook around his neck in a comfortable position.]

I'm just...entertaining myself?

[Dem got up from the ground, dusting his skinny jeans off. Coughing to let the little episode pass by unnoticed, walking over to the other in a slow stride.]

[As soon as his 'Good Old Pal' in range, Axel's locked his fingers around the headphone's concave spaces meant to engulf both ears. One little yank and Demyx is hauled along after, ultimately thrust at eye level with him....and far too close for comfort.]

You played hooky on me again, Dem.

[Sliiiiight pull forward to said electronics.]

Am I going to have to get you implanted with a micro chip in order to know where you've wandered off to next?

[Being pulled close to the redhead was a routine for him, wasn't it? And yet it is always unexpected for Dem, the tug thrusting his head up to stare in to those tantalizing green orbs that always seemed to have him at a loss for words. Snap out of it Demyx, come on speak. You know, words? Right, back to reality now.]

I..ugh...

[That heartbeat of his was starting to speed up from the space between them that was slowly disappearing.]

Didn't know you needed me around you all the time. Maybe you n-need a leash.

[Small laugh at the thought.]

A leash for you?
Good idea, if it weren't so damned cliche around these parts.

That and-

[Down drops his voice, as if the following words were too tantalizingly scandalous to utter out loud.]

What exactly would people believe we were doing, if I kept you...restrained...on a chain and collar?

I was joking, you wouldn't even be able to get the collar on me.
Besides it's-

[Those words were caught in his throat at that last comment, that all too familiar blush of his made itself known to the world as he attempted to look down at the ground to calm down.]

S-Something stupid....

[Was his reply to the twisted question, that was mumbled.]

Right. Because I can't overpower, catch or hold you down at all in order to get such and such on your person.
If you want to argue about it, I can always prove it to you here. and. now~.

[Who needs an actual leash? Axel uses something called improvising, and those headphones are serving him very well at this moment to maneuver his companion around to another hallway.]

You're not tired at this hour?

[Course he's not avoiding eye contact. Demyx was merely looking to the side for no reason at all.]

You don't even have a leash...
But that's besides the point!

[Unfortunately he was being dragged around nonetheless. Curse you headphones...]

I'm nocturnal, I'll fall asleep whenever my legs stop working.

[He grinned, trying to keep up so he wasn't being tugged.]

Dem, has anyone mentioned that you're a little too trusting...?

[Another yank Demyx is practically bumping his chin against Axel's shoulder.]

Letting me lead you to my heart's content.
I could be up to no good, you know.

No, why?

[Well that answered his question, being thrust forward, Demyx braced himself by throwing his hands in front of him to freeze on Axel's back.]

But I know you wouldn't do anything to me.

[Ok, that was a flat out lie and he knew it after the words were spilled from his mouth. Trying to untangle himself from the warped headphones.]

[The methodically purposeful way Axel's face is turned to glance over one shoulder is almost eerie in the elaboration undertaken with each slowly stolen inch. You can almost pin-point the instant that Cheshire grin bursts to life across the contours of Axel's face like a gunshot wound; before wrapping around that long and drawn out syllable.]

"Ohh~?"

Says the one whose hands are on -me-.

[Demyx was caught off guard yet again, quickly bringing his hands back to the headset. But since the redhead had a tight grip on it, he dared to move closer for a second to unlatch his neck from the headphones before moving away freely. Leaving the headphones in Axel's care.]

I didn't mean-but you...You made me fall forward, I was protecting myself!

[He retorted quickly, trying to save himself from further embarrassment. Well, at least he was free from his headphones death trap.]

Tch. I don't know if I really believe you.
And here my intentions were pure as the fallen snow.

[The kitchen wasn't far behind them, and Axel had owed the other a meal of sorts. But that all had changed now, if the way he apathetically tosses the useless equipment into a chair behind him while advancing upon his son to be cornered friend. There is a small come hither flick of his hand therein Axel's procession forward, but he put little stock in being so lucky.]

I think you need to apologize a little more.

But I'm telling the truth!

[Instinctively the dirty blonde music lover walked backwards, taking a step back when Axel to a step forward towards him.]

Apologize, for what?
I haven't done anything.

[He shout back quickly, before he realized that he was indeed cornered. Stupid walls, always being behind him when didn't want them there. His back pressed against the flat surface, trying to figure out what the redhead wanted him to apologize for before Axel says it to him. But his mind came up blank, he didn't do anything wrong or stupid to say sorry for!]

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Can't Resist An Air Guitarist

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ANON FAIL I suck, sorry.

xD Haha, it's alright~

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Alright it's almost 5 I have to sleep x-x. Will post tomorrow~