Ch. 3 Missing the sound of your voice and the argument
Sora had long gone home to prepare dinner for his husband dearest. In his head Roxas thought how disastrous that could turn out. Back at home Roxas never lifted a finger and so did Sora. The thought of Sora cooking was like thinking of an apocalypse. He couldn't help but wonder how Riku survived these couple of years, then again…look at Axel. Thoughts of dinner came to mind and Roxas was left on the coach debating wither or not he should make dinner for Axel.
"Maybe…just this once…NAH!"
Roxas thought but quickly brush off that idea. There was nothing on T.V so Roxas decided to play some videogame or maybe go on the computer and see if his honey-bunchy-hubby was online. He hates to admit to being a sappy clinging wife but he sure missed Axel. He turned on the computer and proceeded to sign on. Upon not seeing Axel online he decided to give him a call.
"bringgg…bringgg" the phone was on hold waiting to be picked up.
"Hello? Hey baby." The voice of Axel came on and it never sounded so sweet to Roxas but he's not letting Axel know that.
"Are you on break?" Roxas asked trying to be stern.
"Yeah I am, so how was today did the other housewives give you a hard time?" Axel sounded a bit concerned.
"hn…" Roxas grunted as a sign of annoyance.
"I miss you lots Roxas"Axel was in mid-sentence then there came a pause and a foreign voice came to be heard on the other line. "Axel…who are you talking to...Stop talking on the phone…and come here. Let's have some fun."
"Hey…stop you're gonna get me in trouble…don't cling…ahh nails"
A voice of a seductive woman could be heard from Roxas' end and the sounds of struggling from Axel could be heard. It seems he was having difficulty dealing with some woman, at least that's what it sounded like to Roxas. Trying hard not to lose his temper (but failing) Roxas asked,
"Axel…who is that"
"It's just my co-worker. Roxas I know you're getting angry but please it's not how it sounds." Axel confirmed and from the back Roxas can still hears that woman calling for Axel to come. Roxas felt like exploding.
"WELL IT'S NOT HOW I HEAR IT! IT SEEMS YOU ARE VERY BUSY WITH YOUR WORK SO I'M NOT GOING TO BOTHER YOU ANYMORE!"
And from two stories up on unit 338 swore, while making some spaghetti he could've sworn he heard Roxas screaming but brushing it off he figured it was just his imagination.
"Baby please calm down she's just my co-worker and just making fun of me, trying to be me into trouble because they know I'm talking to you"
"SURE! AXEL WHATEVER YOU SAY!" Roxas yelled, still feeling as if he's boiling. Wait he is boiling. Roxas attempted to hang up the phone at Axel's dismay.
"PLEASE ROX don't hang up"
"NO! I hate you so much!" With that Roxas hung up on his so called honey-bunny-hubbie.
Around twenty minutes after their conversation Roxas was still feeling heat. He couldn't believe Axel, how is he going to get out of this? Roxas don't know what kind of explanation Axel would give to clear his name. Roxas is just so mad, so mad that he is pacing the around in the living room. Without much notice he went off into a monologue of rants.
"…The nerve…calling me his baby and seeing some woman behind my back! AT WORK too…no less. Please listen…listen to what? STUPID AXEL! I'm hear slaving my ass off doing laundry for you and now…I hear some skank calling out to you with her sexy seductive voice…just cuz I'm here at home…arghhhhhh STUPID AXEL! Stupid phone, Stupid work…why do you have to come home so late…what is this"
Upon mid-rant there was a knock on the door. Still angry Roxas stomped to his apartment's door.
"I'm sorry to bother you but…is that your laundry in the washer room. Its overflowing." A woman said, Roxas recognized her as the manager of the building. To his dismay he remembered that he still have some laundry in the washers.
"AHH OMGOSH… all our clothes…BEDSHEETS!" Roxas yelled and quickly rushed to the washer room.
When he got to the Laundry Room he was met by a scene that was not too unfamiliar like the last time. The washers were overflowing with soap. Sighing he figured he and Sora was of the same type. It took him several hours to clean up and redo the laundry properly. This was the worst day he had ever had so far.