Chapter: prologue
Demyx and Zexion were best friends with secret crushes on each other. They were both content with just being friends, but that never last long now does it?
Demyx got off of Zexion's bed, tripping in the process. He grabbed the nightstand trying to get keep steady, forgetting about the broken glass that he accidentally broke earlier. He wound up slashing his hand in the process. "Damnit!"
"Demyx, are you ok," Zexion asked jumping up and rushing over to his friend.
"Oh, Yeah, Fine for someone who just got there hand slashed open," Demyx said sarcastically, clutching his bleeding hand.
Zexion rolled his eyes and grabbed his first-aid kit from his bedside stand. "Here let me see your hand."
Demyx held out his hand and Zexion picked out the few glass shards logged in the blonde's hand. He cleaned and bandaged the wound carefully with the bandage wrap. Zexion looked up at his friend, who was staring right at him. The same look that made Zexion want to tell his best friend his darkest secret. He blushed and looked down for a few seconds before looking back up. "Th-there that should do it," Zexion said.
"Thanks," Demyx said taking a step closer to Zexion.
The two teens stares at each other for a while, eyes locked, unable to move. Demyx then leaned down and kissed Zexion gently on the lips. The younger teen nearly melted. But as soon as the kiss started it ended, with Demyx backing away.
"Oh god, Zex, I'm sorry," Demyx said turning away. "I-I need to leave."
"Demyx wait," Zexion said setting his hand on his friends shoulder, preventing him from leaving. "Just wait for a second please."
Demyx turned around and Zexion kissed him back, wrapping his arms around the other teen's waist. Demyx stood there for a moment, stunned, before slowly wrapping his arms around the other teen's waist, holding him close. The blonde gently slides his tongue into the younger teens mouth. Zexion moaned as Demyx explored his mouth and Zexion let his own enter Demyx's. After the need for air became too much, they stopped, both breathing hard. Zexion laid his head on the blondes.
"I love you, Demyx," Zexion whispered. "For so long."
"I've loved you for along time too Zexy," Demyx said.
"I thought that you wouldn't like me cause of my age," Zexion said. "I mean I'm only 14 and your 16. So I thought you'd want someone around your age."
Demyx smiled. "I could care less about the age difference, I just want to be with you."
"And I want to be with you," Zexion said, lifting his head up and kissing his lover again.