008. Weeks
It was official.
Roxas was the unluckiest person, nobody, whatever, in the entire universe. For weeks, he and Axel had been interrupted exactly seventeen times in their attempts to finally have sex. It was so frequent that they were becoming convinced that it was some Organization-wide conspiracy. It was frustrating, to understate a hell of a lot.
They'd been caught in every imaginable location, even the shower.
So when Demyx walked in on them again, Roxas snarled, "Demyx, you better be a fucking voyeur because I'm not stopping for you or anyone else that comes through that door!"
Demyx left.
:D