This is a story I've always wanted to finish, so I thought publishing it might encourage me to keep working on it. Therefore, reviews would be greatly appreciated! Anyway, enjoy the xigdem-goodness. :3
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There's someone out there!
"Yo, Dem!"
Out there, in the water!
"C'mon man, wake up!"
Xigbar tugged impatiently at the blonde's leg, which was the only part of him poking out of the covers. Demyx was sprawled gracelessly across the bed, quilt pulled up over his head to hide from the brilliant sunlight flooding in through the windows.
"Mmfg…"
The musician grumbled, wanting, as always, another few minutes of peace but the older man had no sympathy, commenting with a roll of his one eye
"Another minute and I'm leaving without ya."
Demyx stirred with a sigh.
"I get it man, I'm up…!"
He rolled out of bed and carelessly picked a pair of swim trunks off the messy floor to pull on. Xigbar watched from the doorway as the blonde sprayed himself with sunscreen before tossing the bottle back on a cluttered coffee table, and turned to him.
"Okay, let's go."
Demyx rubbed his sleepy eyes as Xigbar held the door for him, then together the pair descended into a sunny little lounge, with Hawaiian-like decorations and a few worn out couches. On the far side of the airy room was a wooden counter shaped like a surf board, with a cash register and dry-erase board that read in colorful letters: 'Surf's Up!'
"So what's the 'Surf's Up' special today?"
Demyx asked, leaning over the counter to grab a few colorful markers. Xigbar made his way behind the counter to pull open the small fridge it hid, surveying its contents.
"Well, we got a lot of bananas… howabout banana smoothies?"
The blonde nodded, writing on the board, asking as he worked
"So like, $1.25 for the special today?"
The older man shrugged, grabbing a banana for himself from the fridge and setting one on the counter for his partner before closing the fridge once more. The pair ate in silence for a few moments, Demyx doodling little bananas and palm trees as he ate. Finally Xigbar tossed out his peel with a yawn, heading out from behind the counter.
"C'mon, let's go."
Demyx nodded, finishing up his banana and setting the markers aside. Feeling more awake he skipped ahead of the older man, pulling the door open with a little jingle. For a moment the pair paused, squinting as their eyes adjusted to the stunning sunlight that met them, then made their way across the street. Now they were on the boardwalk, populated by only a handful of early birds. Demyx just stood for a moment and took in the beach scene before him, staring at the waves as they crashed and turned to white foam that tickled at the powdery sand before retreating back to repeat the process.
There's someone out there, in the water! Is it-
"Dem?"
The blonde blinked before looking over at the man, who was quirking a brow back at him. Demyx shook his head, then flashed a grin.
"Hey, what're we standin' around for, man?"
Without losing his grin the musician turned and started jogging off down the wide walkway, Xigbar easily falling into step beside him. With each gulp of thick, ocean air Demyx began to feel more alive, content as always to simply listen to the call of the gulls above him and the surge of the sea to his right as he ran. To his left Xigbar kept faithfully by his side, seeming to be enjoying the run as much as his counterpart was. Normally Demyx was lazy, but he enjoyed starting his days this way; it felt somehow intimate, drinking in the scenery and salty air with Xigbar while most others were still asleep.
Demyx allowed himself to simply enjoy the jog until they reached the end of the boardwalk, then began to think about the day ahead as they turned and began jogging their way back home. It looked like nice weather today, the sky as clear and blue as the sea it hung above, meaning Demyx could bet on a busy day for Surf's Up. But today was also Thursday, the blonde realized with a grin, meaning Xigbar had a short shift today. Between the scheduling and how perfect the climate was Demyx could tell it was going to be a good day today.
Finally the pair came to a stop where they had began their jog and leaned their hands on their knees, gulping in mouthfuls of ocean air in silence. After a moment Demyx raised his head, grinning
"Geez old man, should I get a stretcher to drag you home on?"
The older man chuckled, shoving the young antagonist.
"I'm barely winded- do we need to do another lap?"
The blonde shook his head.
"No way!"
Xigbar chuckled, then lead the way back across the street to their storefront, pulling the door open for his counterpart with a little jingle. Demyx took the man's hand and pulled him inside, heading upstairs. The blonde was in a good mood, feeling awake and frisky.
Once in their room he pulled the older man closer, kissing him deeply. Xigbar grinned into the kiss, bringing a rough hand to the younger's sun kissed cheek. Suddenly electrified by the simple touch Demyx pushed his partner back to sit on their cluttered couch, never parting lips as he climbed on top to straddle the older man. Xigbar rested his hands on the blonde's hips, kissing him deeply, and Demyx ran his fingers contentedly through the man's hair. Finally, after a few moments Xigbar pulled away, offering breathlessly
"C'mon tiger, I gotta get ready to go…"
Demyx pouted but knew his partner was right and climbed down from on top of him, instead splaying out across the rest of the couch.
"I don't want you to gooooo…"
He whined to which Xigbar only chuckled, standing and beginning to make his way about the apartment.
"You say that every morning, and yet…"
The dark haired man was changing now, pulling on red trunks and a white tank-top that read in large red letters 'LIFEGUARD'. Demyx scowled and grabbed the closest thing to him- a whistle, hanging on the arm of the couch- to chuck at the teasing man, who merely caught it with a smirk and hung it around his neck.
"Look, tiger, I'll be back by 1:30 and then we can go surfing. Just try not to burn down the place or something until I get back, okay?"
Demyx waved a hand, flopping over lazily.
"Yeah yeah, I'll try…"
For a moment Demyx remembered a time when they would go to work together, but he quickly shoved the idea aside as Xigbar made his way back over to the couch.
"The weather's good today," the older man commented, peering at the youthful bum "I bet there'll be lots of business."
Demyx sighed, sitting up to better peer at his partner. The man was wearing sunglasses along with his usual getup, and a smile twitched at the musician's lips as he thought how sexy the man was looking, as usual. Seeing the look, Xigbar leaned down with a grin to look his love in the eye.
"I'll see ya later, k?"
Demyx kissed the man's forehead in response, flashing a grin of his own, pleased by the chuckle he received in response. Demyx knew it was going to be a good day.
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Mostly an introductory chapter, but more to come! What are these glimpses Demyx keeps having? And is it really a good day that is awaiting everyone's favorite pairing? ;o Wish I knew!
