Cold
Roxas stares at the high, almost-too-dark-too-see-at-night ceiling debating for a few moments, before quietly slinking out of bed and silently making his way to Axel's room. He saunters in with the grace of a cat and hesitantly slips into bed with the sleeping red head. "Roxas?..", Axel asks with a sleep filled voice, "what are you doing?"
"I was cold." Roxas replies simply, snuggling into Axel's chest. Though you wouldn't be able to see it in the dark, Axel's cheek's become a light tinge of pink and he slides his arms around the blonde haired boy affectionately before they both doze off to sleep.