Bandage.
An Awkwardmerlin Production.
"Shit," Zexion mumbles, he has hardly ever sworn, the only other time Lexeaus can remember he swore was the day Axel blew up his lab, and then set his book on fire. "Shit!" He says, his voice rising in pitch. A worried look is spread on his face like butter is on bread. Lexeaus smiles, "it will be alright you know," he tries. Zexion's head shoots up from his work, the corners of his eyes watering. "I know! I just was scared, this whole thing scares me."
Lexeaus knows what he means, Lexeaus would be scared too if he had to bandage up Zexion from a fight. Honestly he'd be more angry than scared, but the other guy was much worse, honestly. No one makes his Zexion upset, he'd have to punch Axel again the next time he saw him.
AN: I want to do a series of drabbles about the softer side of these two. So I'm going to do it! Here's the first one!