"Huzzaaah!"
"What?" Axel took a long, hard look at Roxas, who was sitting on the floor in front of the television, rocking back and forth as the movie played. His forest green eyes narrowed as he peered over the top of his magazine.
"I said 'huzzaaah!' Go, Mister! Run! Run or you'll miss the train!" Blondie had been sprouting nonsense all morning, and it had started just a bit after...
"Did you have some of my coffee?" Slowly turning, Roxas looked up at the tall red-head with the most mortified, disgusted expression he could muster. 'Think Xigbar in his Speedos...the leopard print ones.' With a well-hidden shudder, the sandy blonde cleared his throat and crossed his arms. His sea blue eyes shone with nervousness and horribly feigned anger.
"Are you implying that I would stoop so low as to steal a drink of your coffee? How. Dare. You! Really! The. Nerve. Of. Some. People! So. Rude." With each over-emphasized word, Roxas jabbed his thin index finger into Axel's solid chest. With an incredulous look, Axel grabbed both of his partners' wrists with one hand and held them away from his person.
"You did drink it, didn't you?" Gasping loudly, Roxas sputtered and twisted his face around, scrunching his perky, upturned nose.
"No! And...and...and it's not even coffee! It may as well be pure sugar!"
"Okay. I believe you." Thirty or so seconds passed before Axel let out a battle cry and tackled Roxas into the white carpet, rolling over and pinning him down to the floor. "You drank my coffee. I know you drank my coffee." Roxas' mouth fell open and he struggled against Axel's weight.
Sighing dramatically, Roxas tried to muster up his world-weary voice. "I did not!" Axel's stare was starting to unnerve him, and he knew he was cracking. "Okay! I did it! I drank your coffee! But it was just sitting right there, so lonely, so cold, and it was calling me! It said, 'Roxas, drink me! Axel will never know! You won't get hyper, not with me!' So I had a drink! That coffee lied to me! Pretending it was so innocent, but it's the devils' drink! It called out to me from the dark, cold depths of--" Wiggling his brows, Axel pressed his forehead against Roxas' as he ground their hips together.
"Shut up and make that extra energy useful."