Lucid Dreaming Chapter 2: Aegri Somnia
It's been a bit too long, I apologize..
Warning:shounen ai
Pairing: HaynerxRoxas
POV:third person.
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So groggy and tired from oversleeping, Roxas is still trying to drudge his way to Hayner's house. His legs are feeling heavier then lead but at this point he's desperate. The setting sun casting a beautiful glow over everything is the only perk. It makes his tired body keep moving. For the four straight days he's been asleep the dreams have never changed. The only way left that Roxas can think of is seeing Hayner to try and make them. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and nearness just garners annoyance.
If Roxas knows anything about Hayner, it's that they should meet sooner then later. The other boy has a distinct matriarchal chain that gets pulled every night at a certain hour for dinner, effectively tearing the group up. Without fail Hayner would leave for home.
And too busy staring at the pavement, Roxas never realizes he's about to collide with a skateboarder before it's too late.
A bunch of tangled sore limbs fall to the ground as a distinctive blue skateboard flies out from under someone.
With his eyes closed, the tired boy can almost fall right back asleep. That's before he hears the ever voice of his attitude impaired best friend come out of nowhere amidst loud groans.
"Watch where you're going!"
Roxas shoots straight up from the ground to turn and face the taller teen. And as Hayner does the same, they both stare at each other quizzically.
"R...Roxas? Where'd you come from?" Hayner's genuinely confused, his anger disappearing quickly. The slightly less confused boy begins to chuckle.
"From home! I was... actually trying to run into you." He admits, finally opening his eyes and scanning them around. His best friend quickly jumps up and tries to find the skateboard that escaped him.
"Well that would be a first." The sarcastic voice makes Roxas want to just leave right back for home. Guilt was gnawing at him, and he stayed on the ground with his chin tucked against his chest. Hayner continues doing what he's doing, not realizing how horrible he made Roxas just feel.
"I'm sorry." Roxas manages to grumble, unsure if he should just find new friends all together or if the half-assed apology will calm Hayner down.
It works. Slightly.
"It's... Okay, you know. I'm sure you had other things to do..." Roxas just nods in agreement. And for that he gets a look of pity. With his skateboard back in his arms Hayner is thinking over a plan in his mind. "Why don't we catch up? You should come over for dinner. I got the new Star Explosion game yesterday..."
Although he gulps first, Roxas takes the outstretched hand Hayner offers to pull him up and agrees with the idea. "If you're sure your mom won't mind." He teases with a smile on his face as he realizes that Hayner is less edgy now.
"She won't."
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Dinner's just a blur. Roxas usually feels rather insignificant around other people, and being around someone else's entire family doesn't help. Well, almost entire family. Hayner's father and oldest brother aren't around, but his younger brothers all like to crowd the two older boys. Roxas is busy entertaining one of the little toddlers after dinner while Hayner argues on the phone with what seems to be Pence for some reason.
"Roxy, are you gonna stay tonight?" The kid grins with glee.
"Maybe..." Roxas shrugs, never having had any sort of plan in the first place. It wouldn't be the first time an impromptu sleepover took place. He was always too soft to deny little kids happiness.
The ambiguous answer throws the child into glee, and he rises to his feet to share fabricated with his older brother. Hayner dances his feet around his excited brother.
"Roxasusisgunnastay!" His words melt together rather easily, the inexperienced overexcited tongue babbling.
"Pence, yeah man, I'll see you later okay? Kid's are going crazy." In the connected room Roxas starts smiling to himself. His friend hangs the phone up, returning to the room he's in.
With quick glances to each other the boys begin to laugh. "Getting roped into things, Roxy?" He mimics his brother's tone, which only increases the addressed boy's grin. "Sort of. It's not possible to actually deny such cute faces."
Hayner with his soft spot for his family can't retort anything to Roxas' statements. With a shake of his head, the teenager shoves his hands into his baggy pockets. The staple cocky grin reeking of attitude is plastered on Hayner's face.
"Ready to play that game, after you help me get these runts into bed?" For a slight moment a blush appears and fades the same instant on the other boy's face. With Hayner's words, it seemed as if their entire platonic relationship lately was a game.
Loud groans and protests come forth from the youngsters, but they respect their older brother more then enough. As an only child Roxas finds this amusing. It's as if his chest swells with pride for his friend, and he wonders how the other boy would be one day with his own children as a father. Bringing disgust to the pit of his stomach, Roxas contemplates how the other boy would be as a lover.
It's not normal. He tries to coach himself. It would only ruin his life to even talk about it.
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All of Hayner's room is decorated in earthy tones. Greens, grays, browns and beiges adorn the many artifacts in the enclosed room. Dark black accents adorn everything, the color scheme blending in with most of the teenager's wardrobe.
The two teenagers sit on the beige shag carpet, casting glances back and forth between each other. Roxas fidgets his hands in his lap. His best friend sits patiently as well, not moving a muscle.
Roxas' mind is focusing on a relationship, a potential one. The thought of being with another man fills his body with feelings of disgust. He's wrapped around the idea of it in his mind already, and his brain and imagination are fine with it. They seem to find familiarity in it. Loving such a strong headed boy doesn't seem so foreign...
With a gulp of air, he bows his head to glance at Hayner. "W-well, that game.." He speaks softly, trying to not sound so confused. The stutter gives him away, his best friend, only his best friend he has to remind himself, leans in toward him.
Breathing faster then before and glancing around the room, Roxas tried to avoid Hayner's large brown eyes by all means. Yet they keep getting closer, until Roxas turns to peer into them. He could almost count every one of the other teen's eyelashes and the closeness scares him.
"I thought we'd play a new one."
Gulp. "What?"
And without words Hayner lunges forward, grabbing his best friend for all it's worth and clutching to him. With Roxas' panicked stare, he doesn't waste any more time before shoving their lips close together pressed hard as if he doesn't really know what he's doing. It doesn't feel like a kiss, it feels like his lips will end up bruised.
Hayner holds them together like that, until he needs air. He pulls away, at last, a large grin on his face.
"You're a sick fucker."
Eyes completely blank, Roxas is confused. The world pretty much crumbles away around them, but despite his words the teen is latching his arms around Roxas' waist.
"You ever think about actually doing any of this, I'll kill you, alright? I don't need your aggravation."
With a loud whimper, Roxas' eyes open to stare at the darkened ceiling of his bedroom. Biting down furiously at his lip, he can still taste the other. He can still feel the other's hands around him.
His weary eyes clench closed again, and he curses his dreams that feel more real then reality.
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This entire chapter was just a dream, muahah, for those who need a clearer picture. Thank you to all the reviewers and people who added this story 3 by the way.. I just love thinking of Hayner as the older brother type, I think he'd be adorable at it, don't you? ;3
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