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Summary: The little things Axel did drove Roxas crazy.
Pairing(s): Akuroku (Axel x Roxas)
Warnings: Some Axel-bashing. Established relationship. Next life/AU.
Little Things
The little things Axel did drove Roxas crazy.
Not the good kind of crazy either, the spitting, ropeable, angry kind of bonkers.
For one, Axel was lazy.
Dishes piled up for days, laundry for weeks and take-away was his meal of choice.
For another example, Axel was nosey.
"Who was that?" At the doorbell.
"Who's that?" Mouthed at the phone ringing.
"Where were you?" At the door opening.
Axel was noisey.
Didn't understand, "shh", "shut up!" or even, "fucking turn it down Axel!"
Didn't understand volume went down as well as up for a reason, or that the neighbours probably didn't want to hear Metallica at three in the morning.
Axel was whiney.
Always wanting more time then Roxas could give (what with work, and cleaning up after the red-head), always wanting an extra helping of food, or dessert, or another kiss when Roxas was already ten minutes late.
Axel was messy.
Roxas could clean a room spotless and if Axel was anywhere in the vicinity the place would look like armaggeddon in ten minutes, tops.
Axel fondled him in public.
Axel called four times a day when Roxas was working.
Axel brought home strays with lingering flea infestations.
Empty milk cartons in the fridge.
Unmade bed.
Loose C.D's atop the T.V unit.
Clothes scattered around the washing basket.
Long red hairs in the comb.
Muddy shoes lying on the others.
Dirty tissues on the bed-side table.
Full rubbish bags over-filled.
Half-finished projects littering every available surface.
Cigarrette buts everywhere but in an ashtray.
Lighters in, on and around everything.
Burn marks in almost every peice of fabric.
Keys lost throughout the house.
Axel really, really drove Roxas crazy sometimes.
All the little irritating things he did and didn't do.
All the annoying ways he seemed to find to piss his boyfriend off.
But...
Axel was Axel, and Roxas was Roxas.
Axel was born to be annoying, honestly, with his bright red hair, his lopsided smirk, his lanky height and mischeivious voice.
Roxas was born to be annoyed. Quick-tempered, short-statured (perfect for the hair-ruffle Axel was so fond of) and blue eyes perfect for shooting lazers from.
So, when Roxas got home from his ten hour shift to a messy house and a boyfriend distracted by attempting to make fireworks in the lounge-room, the blond hissed and growled as he cleaned. He shouted, and Axel shouted back.
They yelled nasty things at one another, and dinner became a silent affair.
Then Axel, humbled for the moment, took their dishes to the sink (though he didn't wash them) and ruffled Roxas' hair as he passed, letting his hand linger for a moment before his lips replaced it.
Roxas forgot his anger with a sigh and tilted his head back to enjoy his boyfriends kiss.
Because Axel was Axel, and Roxas was Roxas.
And they were made for each other.
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