The blonde and the redhead were laying on the grassy ground, gazing up at the stars together. Every so often their outer arms shot up, pointing out particular stars and constellations. But their inside arms stayed put so they could hold hands, their fingers intertwined. It was a peaceful night and they were enjoying each other's company.
"Hey Axel," the blonde spoke up.
"Yeah Roxas?" the redhead replied.
"How did we end up this way?"
"What do you mean?"
"How did we end up together…like this?"
Axel shrugged. "Does it matter?"
Roxas then took his hand back and propped himself up on his elbows. "It's just that…we've known each other practically all our lives. So how did this never happen before? Or how did it not happen sooner?"
"You're thinking too much about it," he told him.
"Well, is this legit?"
"I'm not sure I'm following."
He sighed. Then he rolled and Roxas was over Axel. He had one hand on each side of his head and one knee on each side of his hips. Then blue eyes met green eyes.
"R-Roxas!" he stuttered. "What are you doing?"
"Something we should've done a long time ago."
The blonde leaned forward and kissed the redhead. At first, caught by surprise, Axel's eyes remained wide open. But as the kiss deepened, his eyes fluttered shut and he wrapped his arms around Roxas's waist…