Demyx true love

dedicated to Mayx-san, you are awesome

I miss you. Alone in this cold and faceless crowd my thoughts drift back to you. Your cool touch...

I wish I hadn´t left you, even if it was just that I could buy some milk to make muffins.

I shiver it´s so cold, I walk faster to be home soon, I wanna see you, know that you´re near. I love you. I hate being alone it´s like a dark pond drowning me. Only knowing that you are waiting for me is my cure.

I remember the day we first met, you were so beautiful, just like you are how I kissed you as you lay on my bed looking so helpless, how overwhelmed I was by the sensation...

„Demyx! What are you doing here?" Axel looks at me questioning. Somebody to drive away my thoughts of you and my loneliness.

„Axel!" I hug him tightly. Burying my face in his cold and wet coat.

A little cough disturbs my hug. I step back from Axel facing Roxas. He still don´t like it when I hugged Axel. I could tell him that we only were friends as often as I want, he don´t believe me through.

„I bought some milk to make muffins, wanna join in?" I smile happily, making muffins with Axel and Roxas would be fun.

„Of course your muffins are always awesome!" Roxas´ eyes are sparkling with excitement, his envy never lasts long especially when there are muffins to make and more important to eat.

So we go to my apartment, on the way there we meet Vexen and Zexion buying Rose water and other Christmas presents. They excuse that they have no time for making muffins but join in the end.

So we make chocolate muffins, Vexen played with the icing and turned Zexion into a dark brown mess, still it was alot of fun.

Each of us got two muffins except Roxas he eats five. Where he puts so much food it´s a mystery even to Axel.

We play go fish and watch Nightmare before Christmas on TV.

It is very late when they four of them leave and you and I are alone. Alone in this cold flat...

Of course I we cuddle to be at least a little warm, then one thing leads to another...

When we finish the first snowflake falls, at first I don´t believe it. Then I dance with you through the apartment and phone anybody I know, to tell them what had happened.

I can finally let it snow, thanks to you my beloved sitar.

--Author note

Demyx and his Sitar... who had expected that? I of course. R&R