Zexion POV's
I walk up the driveway to Demyx's front door, wondering why he texted me so randomly asking if I could come over. I bet he put his turtle in the skin again like last time. I sigh hoping this isn't one of those times. I knock on the sky blue door and wait for him to open it. He opens it and I notice he has a rather maroon blush on his face, its rather cute. He smiles kindly and lets me in.
"Hey thanks for coming over. And no, my turtle is not in the sink." He says beckoning me into his living room.
"No problem and why are you so jumpy?" I ask with concern. He looks at me smiling but I can tell that he's nervous. He sits down on the sofa and gently takes one of my hands.
"This isn't really easy for me to say.. But I love you Zexion." My mouth falls open and I back up. Its not like I don't return his love, I do completely I just never thought that he cared about me in that way. He sighs and runs up into his room. I try and follow but when I reach his door the door was locked. I lean against the doorframe trying to get it open. I struggle with the lock and cry out to demyx my eyes beginning to water.
"Demyx! I fucking love you just open the goddamn door!" the door swings open once I say that and I get pressed against the wall his mouth pressed against mine. He begins to kiss me pressing his tongue against my lower lip. I softly moan and he uses the opportunity to push his tongue into my mouth. I push my tongue against his, feeling his hands wrap around my waist. We break apart, panting slightly.
"I love you." Demyx says intertwining our finger together.
"And I love you." I say pressing my lips against his cheek. He smiles and I slide to the floor bringing him down with me. He holds me close and I realize that I am crying. He looks at me, worry lacing his voice and tone.
"What's wrong? Do you not want this?"
"I want it so much.. I love you…I'm so happy." I say smiling brightly messing with his ugly hair. He needs to dye it black… demyx leans down and licks my neck softly. I arch my back, and kiss him. Yes this is my life, sitting on the hallway kissing my love and not caring who saw.
"Be my boyfriend?" he asks looking at me worried by my answer. I pretend to consider it for about three seconds then nod smiling. He blushes and kisses me moving the hair out of my eyes.
"I love you." He mutters softly into my blue hair.
"Your hair smells like crayons." He says, looking at me oddly.
"Can we write with your hair on the wall?" I laugh and blush, while he smiles.
"We can try," I say kissing his cheek softly.
"I love you." We say to each other in unison. I feel my heart pound, and I know this is the right person.
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A/n my friend's boobs smell like crayons, XD but yeah. How do you like it? Its really random I made this one because I didn't feel like writing any thing else. Im such a lazy ass…. Sorry X Fuji X Hunny I tried sending this to you to beta but it wouldn't send it. Fag yahoo… I still love you!