Half the time, they weren't even expecting it.
It would just be the two of them, talking in their room, hanging in the lounge, the blond reading a book in the library. And then, without warning, one would reach up and their lips would touch, and suddenly they were clinging to each other, like there was nothing else.
And to them, there was nothing else. Because every time Axel would follow Roxas, betray everything he once knew for Roxas, do anything for Roxas, Number XIII would always ask the same question.
"Axel… why would you do all of this?"
And all the redhead could do was sweep the younger in his arms and smile. "Because nothing else matters to me."
Ahahaha -is shot with an epic fail-
Yay for pointless drab series :)
Made this using insparation from Nijuuni's picture 'Moments That Count'. dA version is up there with linkage.