AN: Prompt number seven - "Light". The full list is on my profile, if you want to have a look.
If I didn't know them so well, I'd be jealous at the moment. Jealous or angry, I'm not sure which. Anyway, it's not important, because I know they mean nothing at all by it. They're just friends, that's all. Besides, Demyx is my boyfriend, and Roxas is head over heels in lust (it might possibly be actual love, but I'm not sure) with Axel.
They're both sprawled out on the couch in our apartment. Together. Demyx, on his back, is taking up almost all of the space, what with his legs hanging over one arm of the sofa, and his arms over the other. Since we've only got the one couch, it looks like Roxas had to improvise. He's lying almost directly on top of Demyx, his head on Demyx's shoulder. The cushions, strangely enough, are on the floor.
It looks far more intimate than it actually is. It'd make a good photograph, what with the light streaming through the windows, making their blond hair sparkle in the sun.
If I wake them, they'll start to feel awkward, which I don't want, so I'm just going to let them be. No doubt Axel, when he gets home, will delight in being as noisy as he can, and waking them up. I'm not like that – I'm Zexion, the quiet, emotional one, or so the three of them say.
Actually, they look rather like brothers, lying there like that. It's kind of sweet. Demyx and Roxas during naptime. Pity they aren't nearly so peaceful when they're awake.
AN: It's been a while since I'd written a Demyx/Zexion, so I thought I'd give it another go. How was it? Tell me in a review!