Zexion decided that he really had to congratulate Demyx for the idea of taking his keys and leaving the number. As soon as he had discovered it, he rang the number to find a very nervous man on the other end.
"Hello?" Demyx asked, and Zexion briefly thought that this was what it would sound like if you were babysitting in some horror movie, and you answered the phone to one of those mystery calls.
"Hey, Demyx. It's me. Zexion." He felt slightly giddy.
"Hi Sexion!" Demyx pretty much squealed. "I mean, Zexion! Sorry!"
"Sexion. That's interesting." He nervously laughed, "You know, when I got home, I noticed that I couldn't find my keys..."
"Oh, yay! I was hoping it would work! I'm so glad!"
"Yeah..." Zexion sighed wistfully, then realised that it was completely out of his personality to act like this. He reminded himself of a teenage girl. Or even worse... a teenage fan-girl – he shuddered at this thought.
But then he wondered if Demyx had any fan-girls. Would there be anyone for him to have to compete with?
After exchanging addresses, Zexion drove to the other's apartment and made his way to the door. He nervously panicked and paced past the door a few times, when it unexpectedly swung open.
"Zexy!" Demyx threw himself at the shorter boy. "I knew it was you!"
"Uh." Zexion was dumbstruck. "How...?"
"Well, I might've been waiting at the door and saw the shadow through the bottom..."
"Oh." So he was pretty cluey, which automatically gave him points in Zexion's opinion. "Well, I'm glad that my pocket's so easy for randoms to go through."
"So now I'm just some random to you?" He gasped with mock-hurt.
"Hate to break it to you..." Zexion smirked, then his expression changed to a much more serious one and he said, "of course not!"
"I'm glad!" the blonde laughed. "Now come in!"
They entered the living room, and Zexion was surprised to find someone occupying the couch already.
"Oh! This is my roomie, Axel! We've been best friends ever since we were young!" Demyx exclaimed happily, and Axel smirked.
"So this is the famous 'Sexy Zexy' that I've heard so much about, hey?" He had a smile to rival that of the Cheshire cat, and Zexion immediately decided he liked him. "The name's Axel; got it memorised?"
"Hey there, Axel."
"Well, I was going to drop over by Rox's, you know, give you two some privacy." He winked, then stood up and grabbed a jacket. "I'll talk to you more later, Zex. Nice to meet you."
Zexion said bye as the redhead left the room, however he didn't hear the door clicking.
"By the way, you can sleep in my bed if you're staying over, Zex!" He heard from the doorway."Just as long as you don't like, jizz in it or something, you know. I mean, who knows what could happen with you two alone in a room?"
"It's okay, I'm sure I can restrain myself for one night!" He called back and heard a laugh just before the door was shut.
He looked over at Demyx, who looked extremely happy and like he was about to explode or something.
"Is that like, his boyfriend or something?"
"Nope. Not yet. But he has the cutest crush on him! And I'm like, 150 percent sure that Roxas likes him back." Demyx replied cheerfully.
"Oh, I see. And why do you think that?"
"Well, apart from having an amazingly accurate gaydar, they're both so couple-y around each other!"
Zexion laughed, then something occurred to him. "Wait, is Roxas short and blonde with a twin brother called Sora?"
"Yeah! You know him?"
"Sort of. My brother Riku's like, best friends with Sora, and the three of them hang out a lot."
"Oh! That's so cool! You should ask Riku about who Roxas likes, you know. Do you talk to him a lot?"
"Yeah, we talk most days on the phone. And sometimes meet up and talk. Although a lot of the time, he comes to see me when I'm working during the day."
"That's nice of him!"
"Yeah. He's still in college. Almost finished, though." Zexion smiled at Demyx's expression, which could only really be summed up with 'oh my god!'
"He sounds cool. Hey Zexy, is that your natural hair colour?" The blonde furrowed his eyebrows.
"What? Yeah, why?"
"Oh, just wondering. It's like... slate coloured? It's not very common."
"Yeah, Riku's hair's a sort of... silvery white colour."
"Oh. Well, I like your hair! It's very nice." Demyx smiled.
They talked about a lot of things, like Demyx's music career. He was going to perform at various bars the next few nights, and he convinced Zexion – without much effort – to come see him tomorrow where he would play at one of the bars he performed at.
Demyx was 22, trying to get his big break, and prided over being one of the only people able to pull of his faux-Mohawk hairstyle. Zexion was 24, working two jobs and had was now wondering if he counted as a groupie now.
They talked for a while, until they realised it was just about midnight, and Demyx convinced Zexion – who wasn't at all unwilling – to stay the night. There were two beds in the apartment, and Zexion accepted Axel's offer of sleeping in his bed. It was more out of courtesy than anything, as he didn't want to seem like a perve just wanting to get into the blonde's pants.
While lying there, in the overly quiet room, Zexion heard the rustling of sheets, but shrugged it off as Demyx stirring. However, when he heard the other walking across the room and into his bed, he felt surprised, but reasoned that the other wasn't going to try anything funny on him; this unexpectedly brought on a mix of disappointment and relief.
"Zexy?" Demyx mumbled tiredly, snuggling up next to the other.
"Yeah?" He replied, unsure what to do. He realised that he had never actually shared a bed with someone, so this was new territory for him.
"Does this make us a couple now?"
"Uh." Zexion didn't know why he felt self-conscious about the question. He didn't want to seem over eager, or make it rushed, but also didn't know why it mattered how it came across. He opted for the safer answer, in his opinion: "It makes us whatever you want us to be."
"So, yes? Yay." Demyx replied with as much enthusiasm as one possibly could at one in the morning while trying to go to sleep.
Zexion chuckled softly in response, and soon the other fell asleep against him. He didn't fall asleep for a while, happily thinking that, hey, there was a talented blonde man who wants to actually be with him. He felt slightly less manly about being a whole head shorter than the other, but ignored this and managed to drift into sleep about an hour later.
The two were woken up suddenly in the morning, as Axel came walking into the room.
"Rise and shine, you two." The redhead walked loudly over to the window and opened it, letting more light shine into the room.
"Axel!" Demyx whined, "it's... early."
"No it's not. It's 9 am. You've got to meet that guy in an hour about playing in the bar thingy." Axel raised his eyebrows, and as soon as the time was mentioned, Zexion bounded out of bed in a hurry.
"Oh crap, I've got work in half an hour." He realised that he didn't actually have anything but his phone and keys to gather, and put his shoes on quickly.
"Need a lift?" Axel asked, and Zexion accepted gratefully. By this time, Demyx had entered the main room, and walked tiredly up to the slate-haired man, not saying anything. Axel detected the need for privacy between the two and left after saying, "I'll just uh, be in the car!"
"Sorry I have to go." Zexion mumbled.
"It's okay. 'Cause I'll see you tonight!" He remembered about seeing Demyx play tonight. "You do remember, right?"
"Of course I do! Should I come here first?"
"Yeah, okay." Demyx smiled, and with a hesitant step forward, gave the other man a hesitant kiss on the cheek. "Bye."
Zexion smiled with slightly flushed cheeks, said bye and left to go meet Axel in the car and leave for work.
D'aww. This chapter's a bit of a filler, more to establish stuff, really. The drama's going to start in the next chapter, though. But I'd love to know what you thought of this one. Did it drag on at all or something? Thanks a lot for reading! :D