There were a lot of things in life that Roxas did not understand. Like for example, why the sky was blue. Or why the grass was green.
But him loving Axel, was not one of them.
He understood his love for the charismatic redhead perfectly. There was no doubt in his mind.
Sure, he occasionally questioned it when the two of them fought—always over something ridiculous—but that didn't mean he didn't understand.
He loved Axel's gentle touch, his chaste kisses, his soft sweet murmurs. Those were not the only reasons, though. There was a myriad of reasons for why Roxas loved Axel. It'd probably take more than half a decade to name them all and sort them all out.
But, he loved him the most because he understood. He didn't have to explain his actions and vice versa.
They both understood.
..and maybe, that was enough.
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Authoress's Note: Okay, so I may have wrote this in two minutes. But, but, it was a very productive two minutes! (Pffft, a productive two minutes I was giggling and gagging all at the same time. I'm usually not one for sappy-ness.)
Right now, I'm trying to sort out my ideas, and that's hard, because I have a lot of ideas. e.e
No, seriously. Every day I start something new and then it just ends up sitting on my hard drive for gawd knows how long.
So you'll most likely just be seeing a lot of drabbles, and oneshots since I can't keep the plot bunnies under control.
Eh, hope everyone is having a great summer?
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Miss V.