http://knowsyoursecret.livejournal.com/ (
knowsyoursecret.livejournal.com) wrote in
kingdomdressing2008-07-13 06:00 pm
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well i'm down for the count.
[miserable Axel is miserable. if his face wasn't buried in the couch cushions, anyone would be able to tell how upset he really was. he wants his Riku, more than anything]
((ooc: specifically wants
skymning_land, but feel free to have anyone bug him~))
((ooc: specifically wants

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So you might wanna stop looking for change.
[look who's in front of him, in some large pajamas and a plate of spaghetti in his hand.]
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...Ri.
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--Axel, what the hell happened?
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R-roxas...
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What'd he do? --did he say he didn't want you to sleep with us?
[he's guessing, as that's what he wanted Riku to ask last time...]
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N-not exactly...
[fingers latch onto Riku's shirt desperately as he tries to find the words, his voice shaky]
...heleftus.
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... he... what?
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[chokes on a sob, tears welling up in his eyes all over again]
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I swear, I didn't--
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I don't blame you... besides, he probably found someone b-better. Or older. Or not as immature... it's not our fault, it's no one's fault, it's...
[his voice feels so sore, and he's just staring ahead. fuck. he can't cry now, he has to be strong, and he forces that smile to stay on his lips.]
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I-it's not that... he was convinced that you'd stop loving him.
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He... what... but I love him...
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I know you do, Riku... I know. B-but he wouldn't listen.
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Why...? I just wanted us all to be happy, was that such a hard thing to ask for? You love him and I love him and he... I thought... a year... almost two...
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I wanted that too, Riku... I did!
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[he doesn't sob, he's staying perfectly calm as he blinks hard, making the tears stop.]
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I love you... I love you, Riku...
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It's me, it's... me, isn't it. I did something wrong and now he hates both of us... I-I'm sorry, I'll be good now. I'm sorry...
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[arms tighten around him, heart hammering in his chest]
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[murmurs in his ear, cheeks covered in salt]