Rating: M
Summary: "Okay... fine. Christmas at your grandma's can't be that bad... right?" Axel asks his boyfriend, Roxas, with some reluctance, after much pleading from the blond. How sadly mistaken he is. Akuroku, Soriku.
Dis-claimer: I don't own KH, just the plot for this story o: donotstealplz
A/N: I do hope you'll enjoy this. It's a yaoi, of course, rated M for obvious reasons, and a two-shot. Meant for Christmas, but I got busy xD; oh welllll.
Christmas at Grandma's
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Being the adopted son of two gay men, who had fought dearly to keep him simply because they were gay, Roxas was a very open individual. He was also the inquisitive sort, and after much searching, and help from his foster parents, had found that he did indeed have some biological family left in the world. The father who hadn't wanted him after his mother had died, instead choosing to be with his other family, an aunt, her family, and a grandmother, his late mother's mother, who had taken to him like a fish does to water, often lamenting that he looked very much like his mother. It seemed that they'd even shared personalities.
Likewise, Roxas was very fond of his grandmother- Kairi was her name. He'd been fortunate to find her, even more so that she'd only lived an hour away and that his parents had allowed him to see her.
She lived alone, her house being full of antiquities, save for a friendly dog named Pluto. Roxas enjoyed visiting and after his foster parents had met the woman when he was fourteen, would often do so, loving to see pictures of his mother and grandmother, in her youth. He'd decided that both had been quite beautiful. Kairi had even let the honey-haired blond keep some photos.
So, being that he cared for her dearly, it was no surprise that when Christmas rolled around, he'd decided to spend about a week with her, his aunt and his aunt's family as he'd done for the last three years. There was something different about this year though- this time, Roxas wasn't going alone.
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"Axel, you promised me!" Roxas halfway whined, stomping his foot like a petulant child.
Axel had been Roxas' best friend for as long as he could remember. The two had gone to school together, played together, and the red-head would beat up anyone who dared pick on his blond. They'd even lived across the street from each other growing up. And somewhere along the line, the red-head had gone from scrawny teenage tomboy to an absolutely stunning young man, though he still seemed to be a delinquent who rather enjoyed lighters.
Axel was tall and lanky, had wild, fiery hair, cascading down his back in long spikes, beautiful pale skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight and the most vivid green eyes that the blond had ever seen, framed by long lashes, just above the upside down triangle tattoos on his cheeks. He was gorgeous and Roxas had fallen hard for him.
By his own hand, Roxas had made his feelings known after much debating. Although he was afraid of losing the red-head, he'd also decided that he definitely wanted to be more than what they were. He couldn't stand not telling Axel how he felt.
Axel had smiled when the small blond had dragged him into the restroom after lunch one day, commenting on how he was breaking the rules for once as the bell rang as Roxas had waited five minutes for good measure, instead of it being the other way around. The blond had gripped the red-head's hands in response, hoping against hope that his best friend would listen to his request as he asked him to be open-minded. Roxas then had closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before telling Axel how he felt, how he'd been keeping it inside and how he hoped beyond hope that he wasn't disgusted.
The red-head had squeezed the younger boy's hands and he'd opened his eyes slowly. Roxas had been shocked to say the least to find his best friend smiling. The blond couldn't help but grin stupidly when the red-head returned his feelings, finding that they weren't one-sided at all and had hugged him excitedly as they agreed to go on a date.
Time passed and after a few dates, Roxas was introducing Axel to his fathers, Sora and Riku, as his lover. They'd been delighted.
Now the two had been dating for nearly a year and, being that Christmas was fast approaching, Roxas had begged, pleaded even, for Axel to come and meet the rest of his family. He wanted so badly for them to accept him as well.
The older boy crossed his arms, exhaling heavily. "Okay... fine. Christmas at your grandma's can't be that bad... right?" Roxas made a small noise of excitement and wrapped his arms around the red-head, delighted. He'd been trying to get Axel to agree for weeks.
"Thank you so much!" Axel hesitantly hugged the blond back.
"Sure, Rox."
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Roxas couldn't help but smile as he and Axel put their belongings into the back seat of his car weeks later then he got into the driver's side, Axel into the passenger.
"Hey," the blond said, gripping the red-head's hand. Axel looked like he was sulking.
"What?" Axel asked, glancing at the blond.
"Why so pouty?" The red-head's pout deepened to a frown but he didn't say anything more.
"Axel?" Roxas asked squeezing the red-head's hand. "Is it because you think that you'll have to act like my friend?" The red-head closed his eyes and chuckled lightly before gripping those golden locks and leaning closer.
"Not for an instant babe," he whispered lowly before kissing the blond fiercely. Roxas avidly kissed back, their tongues clashing and battling until the need for air won out and the red-head pulled back, smirking at Roxas' small noise of protest. Then his frown was back. "I hate Christmas," he whispered.
Roxas stared up at the red-head, panting. "You… hate…? Why?" Axel glanced away, sighing as he did.
"About five years ago, my favorite cousin, Reno, went to a Christmas party with friends. He was outside, having a cigarette, and a drunk driver ran him over… repeatedly." Roxas hugged him when he saw the red-head wince at the last word.
"I heard that in the news… I didn't realize… I'm so sorry…" Axel shrugged.
"I just haven't cared for the holiday since and usually just stay home."
"Understandable," Roxas whispered. "But… how about you… just think of this as getting away for a few days." He hadn't planned on staying as long this year. "Like a vacation." Axel smiled into that honey hair.
"Okay." Roxas returned the smile, just before someone tapped on his window. The two broke apart and Roxas' smile widened when he saw who it was, hastily rolling down his window.
"Did you think you'd escape without saying goodbye?" Sora, the younger of Roxas' guardians asked, crossing his arms and pouting like a child, a behavior that had rubbed off on the blond. Riku laughed, his aquamarine eyes sparkling with amusement. Roxas shook his head.
"Never! I was going to come back!" Sora and Riku each smiled mischievously.
"But then you got otherwise distracted, right?" Riku asked. Roxas blushed.
"St-stop it!" he said, frowning deeply. Sora smiled widely then he and Riku both lent down, hugging the blond tightly.
"Bye honey, we'll miss you," Sora whispered.
"Be careful- it's supposed to snow later, and make sure Axel behaves himself," Riku likewise whispered as he pulled away. Roxas blushed so he continued. "I know you're both seventeen and horny teenagers but-"
"Enough, dad!" Roxas interrupted, blushing deeper yet, and Riku smiled smugly.
"Bye you two, have a safe trip." Axel and Roxas both nodded, waving as Roxas began to drive. The blond rolled his window up as they got onto a main road, still blushing furiously.
"I'm so sorry," he mumbled, livid and horribly embarrassed. Axel smiled and gripped the blond's hand.
"Don't worry about it," he said softly. He loved Roxas' parents to death and knew that they just had his best interests in mind.
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They arrived an hour later and Axel's face fell as they got out of the car. They were in the middle of nowhere. Better yet, the neighbors had cows, pigs, goats, sheep and God knows what else. Being that he was from the city, he disliked this. Very much.
Axel stared at Roxas' grandmother's house. It was huge and could best be described as a life sized, pink and white, dollhouse. It looked very much out of place, with only cows and a rundown house across the dirt road to admire it. He'd immediately disliked it, but what had bothered the red-head most about it was how perfect it was. There wasn't even a single chip in the paint.
"Ready?" a voice asked, pulling the red-head out of his thoughts. Axel nodded dumbly before gathering his belongings. The two approached the pink house just as it began to snow and Axel glanced around, gaping as he did. The barn was pink with white trim too. "Axel?" Roxas asked. The red-head stared into concerned cerulean.
"Aren't barns supposed to be red? Or white?" Roxas laughed lightly.
"Yeah… but her favorite color's pink…"
"I would've never guessed," the red-head muttered, rolling his eyes, just before the door flew open.
"Roxas honey, you made it!" An old lady about five feet tall yelled, embracing the startled blond. She had long white hair, was appropriately wrinkled and had a long white apron on over a floor length, pink, dress, so Axel rightly assumed that she was his grandmother. A dog was trailing at her heels, barking excitedly. When she finally let Roxas out of her death grip, she took notice of the red-head. "And I see you brought someone with you," she said, sounding surprised. Axel noticed as she regarded him that she had the same startling blue eyes as Roxas.
"Yeah," Roxas said, smiling widely, petting the dog, "I hope you don't mind. Grandma, this is Axel. Axel, this is my grandma, Kairi and her dog Pluto," the blond said, introducing them.
"No not at all," she said, frowning at Axel when Roxas wasn't looking before nodding and smiling. Axel blinked, wondering if he'd just imagined the action. "A pleasure to meet you, Alex. Why don't you show him to the guest rooms?" Axel frowned.
"No, no, it's Axel, grandma," Roxas said, "And we were planning on sharing a bedroom. He's my-"
"Oh, that's what I said honey!" she said, hitting Roxas' arm playfully. "Well don't just stand out here in the cold! Get inside!" Roxas glanced back at Axel. The red-head looked irked, just before the two went inside. "Go ahead and take your time," Kairi called, "Your aunt won't be arriving until tomorrow."
"Okay, grandma," Roxas said as he and Axel slipped off their shoes and he led the red-head upstairs. Axel took note of the interior, frowning again. It looked like it was from about a century ago which would have been cool, had it not been almost entirely pink inside too.
The two stopped at a room at the end of the hall and Roxas opened the door. Axel was pleased to see that the room was white, though almost blindingly so.
"This was my mother's room, so my grandma always lets me stay in here," he explained. Axel nodded, closing the door behind him. This room, like the rest, continued with the dollhouse theme. All of the furniture was ornate and feminine. Axel sighed and set down his bag- the only black thing in the room… and the entire house. "Don't you like it?" Roxas asked.
"It's like being in a giant pink dollhouse, Rox."
"…Yeah…" Roxas replied. "Guess I've gotten used to it." Axel sighed. "Hey, c'mon, it's not that bad," he insisted, seeing the red-head pout again.
Axel blinked in surprise when the blond gripped his hand, leading him over to the bed and pushing him down. The red-head smirked when the smaller boy straddled him.
"Trying to make up for it?" he asked as Roxas gripped his shoulders. The blond paused, frowning.
"Maybe," he whispered, halfway smiling before gripping those fiery locks, "or… maybe I'm just excited to finally be alone with you," he whispered before closing the space between them. Axel smirked as their lips fitted together then opened his mouth, allowing the blond to kiss him. Roxas deepened the kiss but gasped as hands snaked their way down his sides, working their way into his back pockets before squeezing. Axel took it as an invitation, pulling him closer and just as he was taking control and delving deeper into Roxas' mouth, a soft knock came from their door and they quickly pulled apart.
The door opened as they righted themselves and Roxas' grandmother came in with a plate of something. "Sorry if I'm interrupting anything but, I thought you boys would like some banana-nut bread!" she said smiling pleasantly. Axel frowned deeply.
"Thank you so much, grandma," Roxas said, smiling innocently, "but we shouldn't- Axel's allergic to nuts."
"Well at least have some milk then, dear."
"…Axel's allergic to dairy products too."
"Oh my, maybe that's why he looks so malnourished." The red-head blinked.
"Excuse me?"
"Well you do dear- you're so thin, it's almost sinful!" Axel closed his eyes for a long time.
"I need a cigarette," he muttered, beginning to walk toward the door. "Excuse me." He stopped when the old woman began to tsk.
"Disgusting habits too? Oh my…" The red-head bit the inside of his cheek, restraining himself. "Make sure you go outside." Axel nodded and continued on his way.
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Axel took a long drag of his cigarette as he stood on Roxas' grandmother's porch. It was snowing harder. The red-head glanced to the side when the door opened, seeing a familiar blond come outside.
"Hey, Axe," said blond said, approaching him and standing next to him. Axel exhaled, making sure to angle his head so that the smoke wouldn't blow into Roxas' face.
"Hey." The blond wrapped his arm around his boyfriend's waist.
"I'm sorry. What my grandma said was uncalled for." Axel glanced at his blond, taking another drag.
"Yeah," he said, exhaling the smoke once again. "It was." The smaller boy winced so he lent down. "But it's not your fault," he whispered in Roxas' ear, "So don't worry about it."
"I just… I want you two to get along."
"What makes you think we aren't?"
"…it looked like you were trying really hard to keep from punching her earlier," the blond whispered. Axel glanced at the blond for a long time.
"Points for the ever observant Roxy," the red-head replied.
"Axel!"
"Okay fine," he said, finishing his cigarette, "I'll go ask if she needs help making supper or something, okay?"
"Thank you," the blond replied.
"Oh don't thank me honey," the red-head whispered in the smaller boy's ear, "You'll be making it up to me tonight," slipping away before his lover could respond.
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Axel took off his shoes then found himself looking for the kitchen. Once he'd found it, and Roxas' grandmother, he decided to extend his offer to help. Kairi was reaching for something far too high for her to reach and the red-head came up behind her, getting it for her.
"Here-" he said, handing it to her. "Would you like some h-"
"What do you think you're doing?!" She asked, hitting him on the head with a wooden spoon. Axel couldn't do anything but blink stupidly in surprise before she continued scolding him. "Wash your hands before touching food! Especially since you were just smoking!"
Axel turned away, taking a deep breath to calm down and obediently washed his hands in the sink with soap and water, muttering under his breath about the crazy old ladies and hypocrites as he did. Pluto was in the kitchen, which the red-head was certain was unsanitary.
"Okay… my hands are clean. Now- I was going to ask if you needed any help cooking supper."
"No, I'll manage just fine," she replied, shooing him out of the kitchen, despite the red-head's protests and shutting the door in his face.
"…the hell?" Axel said, staring at the door for a long time.
"Axel?" Roxas asked, seeing the red-head. "What're you doing?"
"She-she hit me with a spoon and shooed me out!" the older boy replied still dumbstruck. Roxas gave him a funny look.
"What?"
"Rox. She hit me with a spoon." A blond eyebrow rose.
"Did you wash your hands before touching any food?"
"God! You're siding with her?!" Axel whispered furiously, beginning to storm off. Roxas gripped his hand, making him pause.
"Okay, I'm sorry- I was just wondering why she'd hit you with a spoon," leading him into the living room and sitting him down on the pink sofa, hoping to calm him down. "Where did she hit you?"
Axel touched the spot, wincing. Looks could be deceiving. Kairi, despite her size, had hit him hard. He looked at the blond questioningly when he lowered his hand and then kissed the spot in the red-head's mass of fiery hair. "Better?" he whispered. Axel crossed his arms, still pouting and hating that Roxas was treating him like a child.
"No."
"Mm, I can't make it up to you at all?" The red-head closed his eyes, turning his head to the side and 'humph'ing. "Aw, Axe, don't be like that," the blond whispered, leaning in closer so his breath was ghosting across the red-head's lips. Axel didn't budge so Roxas gripped his shoulders then roughly shoved him down, making him lie on the eighteenth century styled sofa, and straddled him. Widened emeralds stared up at the beautiful boy, just before he kissed the red-head forcefully.
"R-Rox?" he questioned. The red-head gasped just before the blond smirked wildly and licked the older boy's lips. It wasn't often that he could surprise Axel like this.
"Why wait until tonight to start making it up to you, my love? Clearly you're distressed and need a release now," Roxas whispered, biting and sucking on the red-head's lower lip before kissing him again and making the red-head moan into his mouth. The blond didn't pull back until moments later, a trail of salvia still connecting them. When Axel didn't respond quickly enough, Roxas claimed the red-head's lips for a third time. They parted too soon, leaving the red-head wanting more, and just as the blond was about to kiss his lover again, his grandmother called his name.
"Roxas? Roxas where are you? Supper's ready!" The blond covered the red-head's mouth and sat up, peering over the back of the couch just before Kairi peered into the room. "Oh, there you are, sweetie! Where's your friend?"
"Axel?" He asked, "Uhm, he's in the bathroom," he said convincingly. "I'll let him know when he's done then we'll be right there okay?" Kairi nodded, peering into the empty restroom.
"Why didn't he use this one?" Roxas shrugged.
"He must not have seen it."
"Okay… Try not to take too long okay?"
"Alright," Roxas replied, "we'll be there soon."
As soon as she was gone he lent back down, gripping either side of Axel's face. "I must be rubbing off on you- you just lied to your grandmother," Axel said, smirking amusedly. Roxas flushed and Axel craned his neck, kissing the blond briefly. "When are you going to tell her that we're more than friends?"
"Tomorrow, at Christmas eve dinner when my aunt's arrived," Roxas whispered. The red-head smiled.
"Alright- now we'd better go before she comes looking for us again." Roxas nodded in agreement.
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Roxas' face lit up when he saw that his grandmother had made his favorite- Spaghetti and meatballs.
"I hope it's alright, honey," she said as they sat at the table, "I had to alter the recipe." Axel frowned when she glanced at him as she said it but Roxas didn't seem to notice and the blond gripped the other two's hands, thanking her before leading grace.
"I think it's even better than usual, grandma," Roxas said, smiling widely as he tried it. "Maybe Axel's allergies are a good thing." The old woman smiled at Roxas but didn't say anything else for the rest of the meal.
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"My, you must've enjoyed it, there aren't any leftovers," she commented as they finished. Roxas smiled widely.
"Yeah, it was great! Thank you. Do you want Axel and I to do the dishes since you cooked?"
"No, I can get them, dear," she said smiling at Roxas warmly, "But thanks for the offer honey. I don't get many offers for help." The blond stood, hugging her as Axel frowned deeply at the statement. He'd offered to help and had gotten hit with a spoon.
"Are you sure?" The old woman smiled, hugging Roxas back.
"Of course- you two are excused."
Roxas and Axel gathered the dishes together, taking them to the kitchen before going upstairs, quite eagerly. They walked into Roxas' mother's bedroom and Axel let himself fall onto the bed, closing his eyes as Roxas locked the bedroom door behind them.
Roxas sat next to the red-head. "Are you tired?" he asked. Axel shook his head.
"Frustrated… in more ways than one. I think I need another cigarette."
"Grandma will kill you if you smoke in her house…" Axel groaned before hesitantly opening his eyes and digging in his pockets. When he found what he was looking for, he took out a cigarette and began to chew on it.
"Maybe I'll just go to bed then." Roxas looked at him amusedly.
"Alright," he said taking the cigarette out of the red-head's mouth and putting it on the nightstand, "Let's go to bed." Axel was about to protest, already missing the object that had been taken away but got cut off when a pair of soft lips pressed against his.
"Is 'let's go to bed' code for 'let's have some fun'?" the red-head asked against the blond's lips, raising an eyebrow. Roxas smiled furtively.
"Maybe," he whispered, standing and slowly walking toward the door, turning off the light. Axel smirked when a familiar weight pressed against him and after a few moments, when his eyes had adjusted to the dark, he pulled the blond with him further onto the bed before kissing him slowly. The red-head pressed Roxas into the mattress, deepening the kiss and exploring the smaller boy's mouth thoroughly.
Soon, their shirts were discarded, skin pressing against skin, kissing all the while. They parted briefly just before Axel began to work on the other boy's neck, being careful not to leave marks, and Roxas whispered the red-head's name passionately, arching his back. The blond moaned when Axel worked his way down his chest and his teeth claimed a sensitive nipple.
"Shh, we wouldn't want grandma to hear, would we?" he whispered, pulling back briefly. Roxas nodded, covering his mouth as the older boy resumed his ministrations, making muffled noises of approval.
The blond shuddered, closing his eyes as Axel's hands traveled lower and lower and then one slipped past his pants and boxers, stroking is length gently, making his body spasm. The blond moaned as the red-head continued to play with him until he unexpectedly stopped.
"W-why'd you stop?" Roxas began to question, stopping when he heard the cows across the road mooing like crazy. The red-head took his hand away and they stopped. The lovers stared at each other for a long moment and then the red-head attempted to continue. As soon as Axel's fingers slipped into Roxas' boxers, they started up again, louder each time the red-head attempted. "…You've got to be kidding me…" Roxas muttered.
"Horny bastards," Axel murmured. "Sorry babe, mood's been killed for me." The blond sighed heavily.
"Are you going to sleep?"
"Yeah… if the cows shut up long enough," the red-head replied, getting under the covers. Roxas joined him, wrapping his arms around the older boy as Axel covered them with the bed-spread.
"Goodnight then, Axel," the blond whispered under the sheets. "I love you."
"I love you too, Rox," the red-head whispered, pulling the smaller boy closer.
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Axel and Roxas woke the next morning, not because they were ready to, but because someone was knocking loudly on their door.
"Roxas, Axel breakfast is ready!" They groaned, more loudly when they saw that it was six in the morning. They hadn't fallen asleep until two because of the cows. The red-head cursed under his breath as the blond sat up when the knocking persisted.
"Okay, grandma," Roxas called, "give us a minute." Axel groaned.
"Are you serious?" Roxas sighed, lying back down.
"Let's just eat and then we can come back and take a nap," the blond whispered.
"Why don't we just skip breakfast and sleep?" the red-head asked. Roxas frowned.
"I'm trying be respectful, Axel."
"Okay… fine, let's have breakfast," the red-head sighed.
Roxas sat up, going to his bag and finding a clean shirt, making himself look presentable as Axel did the same. He glanced at Axel, smiling as the red-head tried, with no avail, to tame his mass of spikes. The blond laughed lightly when the older boy finally gave up, tying his hair into a low ponytail. A delicate eyebrow rose.
"What?"
Roxas smiled widely, going up to the red-head. Axel blinked in surprise when his boyfriend kissed his cheek and then sauntered toward the door without a word.
"Rox?" The blond laughed lightly. "Aw, c'mon," the red-head said, pouting. Roxas' smile widened.
"You're just so cute," he said as Axel approached him. The red-head blinked.
"Cute?"
"Yeah," the blond replied, taking the other's hand, "cute," he whispered, kissing the red-head slowly before unlocking the door. "Now let's have some breakfast and then sleep some more." Axel smiled.
"Sounds like a great agenda," he whispered back as Roxas lead him down the hall and then toward the kitchen, a floor below.
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"Oh there you are! I was afraid you'd fallen asleep again," Roxas' grandmother said as they entered the kitchen. Roxas dropped Axel's hand when he saw who else had joined them.
"Olette!" he said happily, running to his aunt and hugging her tightly. Her four year old son, Pence, was with her. "Where's Hayner?" Roxas asked, referring to her husband.
"Roxas, good to see you," she said laughing lightly, "He couldn't make it- he has to work. You don't get much time off when you manage a clothing store." Roxas nodded. "Who did you bring with you honey?" she asked. Roxas smiled widely.
"Olette, this is Axel, Axel this is my aunt, Olette," he said excitedly. Axel approached them and then shook the woman's hand. She was pretty, having vivid green eyes and long brown hair.
"Pleased to meet you," Axel said, smiling pleasantly. Olette returned the smile.
"You too, Axel," she replied.
"When did you get here?" Roxas asked.
"Oh, about an hour ago," The brunette replied. "So mom made breakfast." Roxas nodded.
"Yeah, bright and early," he joked. "Axel and I were going to sleep some more after eating- the cows kept us up last night." Olette nodded in understanding.
"Well, shall we eat then?" she asked, glancing at the food that was already spread out across the table. There were pancakes, French toast, toast, biscuits, gravy, eggs, bacon, and ham, a variety of jams, juice and milk.
"Wow grandma, you went all out," Roxas said before glancing at Axel. "Axe, you shouldn't have the French toast or the pancakes." Axel nodded, sitting next to the blond as he sat.
"Why can't he eat them?" Olette asked.
"Allergies," the red-head explained. "I'm allergic to dairy, nuts, and, cherries."
The brunette nodded in understanding as they began to serve themselves to the food. Axel settled for orange juice, toast with orange marmalade and eggs. Roxas had the same but with strawberry jam.
"Roxas, honey, why are you so careful as to not to eat anything Axel's allergic to?" his grandmother asked unexpectedly. Roxas flushed slightly.
"Uhm, well," He said, flush deepening, "I don't think it's fair to eat the things he can't have in front of him," he said. Truthfully, if he ate anything the red-head was allergic to and then were to kiss him, chances were very high that the red-head would have an allergic reaction, his throat would swell up and he'd die.
"Yeah, that makes sense, mom," Olette said, glancing at her mother. Kairi only halfway looked convinced.
"Yeah, I suppose," she said, taking a bite of her pancake, glaring at Axel when no one was looking.
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"I think your grandma hates my guts, babe," Axel said. They'd finished breakfast and were standing outside as the red-head had a cigarette. Roxas blinked.
"Why do you think that?" he asked. Axel took a drag of his cigarette.
"Just a hunch," he said, blowing out the smoke. "I don't think her interrupting us is on accident and I'm slightly suspicious that she'll try to poison me with something I'm allergic to." Roxas scoffed.
"I think you're being silly."
"Why does she keep glaring at me then? Serious, I think she was plotting how to kill me at breakfast."
Before Roxas could respond, the door opened and Axel muttered 'speak of the devil' under his breath as Roxas' grandmother came outside.
"Roxas honey," she said, holding an empty carton of milk, "It seems that we're out of milk and I'll need some for tonight. I could've sworn this was full…" she said, staring at it perplexedly. "I know that you wanted to rest some more but… do you think that you and… Axel… could run into town and get some more?"
"Okay grandma," Roxas said going to her and kissing her cheek. "We'll go as soon as Axel's done." The old lady smiled.
"Thank you honey," she said, going back inside. Roxas turned back to his lover and blinked in surprise. The red-head was already ready. And smirking widely. Roxas regarded him, suspicion rising.
"What did you do?" Axel's impossibly wide smirk widened.
"What makes you think that I did something?" he asked innocently. Roxas' eyes narrowed.
"You look like the cat that swallowed the canary. Now fess up."
"Guess," he said, zipping up his coat further and then walking toward the car. Roxas followed, unlocking the car as they went.
"Axel," he said warningly, the red-head glanced back at him.
"Just guess," he said, getting into the car. Roxas followed suit.
"How am I supposed to…?" he began to ask, eyes suddenly going wide. "It was the milk wasn't it?" That smirk turned into a Cheshire grin. "Axel you didn't!" The red-head leant in.
"How else was I going to get to be alone with you without it being suspicious?" he asked, gripping the blond's neck and pulling him into a fiery kiss. Roxas pushed back forcibly.
"I can't believe you dumped a gallon of milk down the drain!"
"Relax, Rox, I'll buy her a new gallon of poison," he said, referring to milk in his usual manner and making a disgusted face. "I just wanted to get away- no crazy old ladies, and no fucking horny ass cows." Roxas calmed then smiled slightly, starting the car, letting it warm up so the snow and ice would melt off.
"You could've just said you wanted to go for a drive," he said.
"In the snow?" Roxas blinked.
"Guess I hadn't thought of that…"
"Trust me, I thought of a lot of different things." Roxas smirked, leaning closer.
"So, you've got me all alone. Now what?" he asked, lips brushing against the red-head's. Axel pushed the blond away.
"Not yet," he whispered in his ear. "We're going to drive a mile or two away. Then your ass is mine." Roxas chuckled amusedly.
"Is it now?" Axel smirked in response then leaned back in his seat. The red-head frowned.
"Your seats are fabric," he said, frowning more deeply as Roxas turned on his windshield wipers, and began to drive cautiously.
"That's a bad thing?" Roxas asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, they won't clean up easily after." The red-head smirked when Roxas hit the break and the car slid slightly out of control. He opened his eyes, smirk widening when he saw that Roxas was blushing furiously. "We should find an abandoned house." Roxas' blush deepened.
"And you thought the cows were horny…" the blond muttered.
"Oh you know you want to." Roxas gasped when a hand slipped past his pants and boxers, groping him inappropriately.
"Nng, fine, but keep your hands to yourself while I'm driving," he said, pulling that hand out of his pants. "There's an abandoned house down the road. Will that appease you?" The red-head smirked.
"Maybe." Roxas rolled his eyes then resumed driving.
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-TBC-
A/N: I wanted this to be a one-shot… but it doesn't really matter anymore since I'm way past my deadline and now I'm feelin' like making it a two-shot. Perhaps it'll help my progress and quell my slight writer's block.
I'd appreciate it oh so much if you told me what you think. So; love it? Hate it? Wanna read more? Let me know. Thanks.