A/N: Just my way of avoiding a more serious story that's currently in the works. oO
"Roxas, I'm hungry." Roxas glanced up from his book, glancing across the room to where his boyfriend sat staring at him.
"So go buy something to eat," he replied, fixing his gaze back on the book. Axel grinned wickedly.
"How much do you cost?" Roxas narrowed his eyes as he set down his book.
"You did not just say that," he hissed. Axel's grin widened as a mischievous glint flashed through his green eyes.
"Actually, I believe I did."
"Axel, we aren't having sex here." Axel shrugged.
"Why not? You can't tell me you wouldn't find it exciting. Roxas stared blankly at his boyfriend as he sauntered over. "Come on…" he pouted.
"You're an ass." Axel grinned again, leaning in so he could whisper.
"I'll scream if you don't come with me." he warned.
"I'll smack you upside the head if you even try." Roxas promised.
"Roxas," the receptionist called. "Dr. Greene will see you now." Roxas sighed in relief.
Don't worry," Axel whispered. "I'll wait until your session is over," he promised with a wink.
"And this is why I'm in therapy."