A week later after the incident in the clubs restroom, Roxas tried his best to forget but things kept reminding him of that night. He rolled over in his bed, unable to sleep any longer. He wanted to believe that it wasn't true but he'd spent the whole week using foundation to cover up those marks left by Axel. Glancing at the clock it read three-thirty in the morning.
Sighing heavily, he spits on one of his hands and slipped it down into his underwear, poking his somewhat erect cock through the hole in his boxers. Remembering how Axel gripped him, he gripped it the same way and thought about how he sounded while the blonde had given him head. Pumping his hand up and down slowly, becoming more erect with each stroke. He could visually picture the red head's face.
"Nn..." He moans softly, now taking his thumb to tease the glands of his penis. Thinking about what it would have been like if Axel would have given him head, Roxas lets out a louder moan "...Nn... Uhn..." and buries his face in his pillow, afraid he'd wake Sora by making too much noise. It wasn't often the young man touched himself but since that night, it had become somewhat of a morning routine. He just couldn't get the other man out of his mind no matter what he tried, the way it felt to kiss him.. To touch him, to be touched by him...
"Haa, ah... Un... Axel" Roxas' muffled moan escaped his mouth, precum dripping from his head and onto his clean sheets. His body was hot, his breath ragged as he continued to stroke his member from the base, then up over his head with sloppy hands, speeding up the pace with each pump, lightly twisting his hands for extra stimulation.
"A-Axel... Haaa..." The blond let out a final moan before climaxing into his left hand. He rolled onto his back and laid panting for a brief moment, glancing back over to the clock and only ten minutes had passed. Sighing, he'd made a mess and was going to have to clean it up before he could go back to sleep. He just laid there, thinking about what he had just done and how it was becoming an issue every time he thought about that night or Axel this was the ending result.
Rising from his bed, he walked leisurely into his on suite bathroom and stepped into the shower, steam filling the room as he turned on the shower with a push of a button. Water pours down, it drips by his side. Before stepping into the water, he tests it with his hand to check the temperature and washes his mess away. Letting the warm water beat over his head in steamy rivulets, allowing it to run over his face as the warmth soaks into his skin.
He kept his eyes closed and just lost himself in his thoughts. He wondered if he'd ever see Axel again but tried to push the thought to the back of his mind. Roxas needed to move on, the chances were slim and he would be returning to that club anytime soon, then chances were even slimmer of just running into him in the streets seeing that was the first they'd ever had an encounter. Water runs over his skin like a gentle caress of hands causing him to shiver. Shaking his head, sending little droplets of water flying everywhere. The blond snatches the shampoo from the shelf and squirted a quarter-sized amount of the liquid into the palm of his hand.
Roxas rubs the soap between the palms and then softly works the shampoo into the roots of his hair. He used his fingertips to gently massage circles all the way down to the nape of his neck. Then he rinses his hair with warm water until it was free of all shampoo. He bathed his skin lightly, taking careful notice not to touch the healing yellowish-brown bruises that scattered his body and were on his knees. After his shower was finished, he stepped out on a mat. Running his finger through his short locks, struggling with the tiny knots in his wet hair. He dries his hair and then his body off and slumps back over to his bed.
"Guess I should wash these now?" He looked over to his clock to check the time again, it was now four twenty in the morning. A bit early to do laundry but he'd rather get it done, by the time it was finished he wasn't going to be able to get any more sleep. Stripping the linen from his bed, he brought them to the wash along with his dirty clothing to make things look less obvious to what he had done.
It was now six o'clock at night. After Roxas had finished his laundry, he had focused on his online classes for the rest of the morning until noon when he switched to focus on his web developer job. Now, he was pulling into a parking space with Sora to meet up with a friend that missed out on celebrating his birthday last week due to being out of town.
"Are you excited to see Zexion?" Sora questioned, fixing his hair in the mirror.
"I don't really feel anything," Roxas answered honestly.
"Y'know he likes you, right? I think you two would make a cute couple."
"Psssh, you've got to be kidding me. He and I are complete opposites!"
"Well, they say opposites attract just look at Riku and me." The brunette giggled. "It's a shame that Riku had to work because we could have gone on a double date!"
This conversation was making Roxas feel uncomfortable, he used to think he wasn't interested in anything or anyone, let alone other men. It never bothered him that his cousin was gay, he was right that Riku and Sora couldn't be more different but were a perfect match. Sighing, he thought about giving Zexion a try but that's if he actually liked him and his cousin wasn't just playing a prank. Maybe this is what he needed to forget about Axel but he wasn't attracted to the other man. They just didn't have that same spark her felt with Axel. Sora noticed he'd fallen silent and changed the subject.
"Come on let's go, I'm sure he's already waiting for us." They both exited the car and made their way over to meet Zexion.
Some time had passed since meeting up with Zexion, the whole evening had been awkward. Roxas kept rolling his eyes at how hesitant the other man had been to go on most of the rides, this resulted in Sora staying behind with him while the blond went alone. Axel kept popping into his mind, would the red-head have ridden these rides with him?
"How about that one?" Sora said pointing to the miniature coaster. "It's small and shouldn't be that scary."
"Let's just go, the line doesn't look too long." Roxas was quick to answer, so far the evening was dull.
"I-I guess I'll give it a shot."
They were quick to get on the ride. Zexion was seated next to Sora while Roxas was seated next to a dirty blond, mulleted hair man.
"Heya, names Demyx," The man said, voice sounding familiar. "What's your name?"
"Umm Roxas," he replied.
"Nice to meet ya," Demyx said shaking Roxas' hand. "Oh boy, I'm so nervous"
"Why it's so small," Roxas replied noticing Demyx's hands were clenched tightly on the bar.
"I don't really like heights," Demyx said swallowing nervously as the cart started to move forward. It shot out at lightning speed, up and down multiple hills. Then the cart slowly started to climb the largest hill, stopping for a slight second at the top before slipping over the side and slid rapidly down the steep slope, around sharp corners and up then down a few smaller hills again. When the ride came to a stop Roxas got off and went up to his friends. Demyx followed him.
"That was fun," Roxas said smiling not noticing Demyx following him. The roller coaster was actually impressive for the size.
"Yeah it was, Zexion was so scared at the top of the big hill!" Sora laughed so hard he snorted.
"No, I wasn't! You were the one who was clinging to me the whole time," Zexion joking poked a job back at Sora, noticing Demyx he greeted him. "Hey Demyx, I wasn't expecting to see you here. How are you doing?"
"Hey Zex, I've been fine. Just looking for someone. Would you have happened to have seen my friend?" Demyx asked.
"What's he look like?" Sora asked back.
"Well he's very tall, skinny but a bit muscular wears a lot of makeup typically, and has big spiky red hair" Demyx responded, making exaggerated hand gestures. "We were supposed to meet in line for this ride but he didn't show up and I hoped I would have been able to see him from up there." He pointed to the top of the roller coaster they had just gotten off of. "But I forgot how fast this thing was that I couldn't see anything!"
'That sounds a lot like Axel' Roxas thought, biting his lip nervously. 'Calm down Roxas whats the chances of running into him here theirs so many people, you're safe' he reinsured himself. It wasn't that he didn't want to see Axel, he really did but how could he face him in front of his cousin and friend without them finding out what happened that night. They'd have a lot of questions, especially Sora. And it was ironic Zexion knew Demyx, which Demyx knows Axel and that had happened between the two just a week ago.
"What's wrong Roku?" Zexion questioned him, he was holding his stomach and looking a bit nauseated.
"Oh nothing," Roxas said quickly. " I should be asking you that."
Demyx observed him closely and inwardly smiled. "I believe I might have found him..." he spoke out loud, a puzzling look on his face. "Do any of you happen to have a cell phone on you?"
"Uh, I do" Roxas replied, "Why?"
"Can I have your number, that way if you run into Axel you can send me a text where he's at?"
Roxas nodded, exchanging his phone number with Demyx.
"Thanks, Well see ya, I better keep looking for him," Demyx said running off.
"Well that was weird," Roxas mumbled to Sora.
"Yeah, it was" Sora agreed.
After convincing Zexion to go on a few more rides with the pair, he couldn't handle it anymore and decided to rest until his nausea had passed. Sora stayed with him but Roxas continued on, paying five tickets to enter the funhouse of mirrors.
The blond looked around, laughing at how funny his distorted image looked in the mirrors. Unexpectedly, his phone started to buzz in his back pocket. Pulling it out, seeing some unknown number was calling him. His first instinct was to ignore the call but he answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey"
"A-Axel how did you get my number?"
"Demyx gave it to me, can we talk about what happened?"
"Nothing happened, I don't even know who you are."
"... I'm the one that should be saying that you looked like someone else I knew but you weren't... Can we please meet up and talk about this face-to-face, Rox."
"How do you know my name? How did you get my number!" The blond instantly got defensive, feeling embarrassed to be called a nickname by this mysterious red-haired man he practically had a one night stand with.
"Ahhh... Uhm...Well, Demyx explained to me that your name was Roxas and he gave me your cell number... Uhm, sorry I won't call you it again."
"No..."
"No?" Axel breathed into the phone.
"Y-You can call me it..." Roxas' voice was shaky.
Why was he saying this, he hated nicknames. Roxas couldn't stand the one Zexion called him, Roku... Rox was even worse, he'd rather be called Roxas but something about Axel giving him his own special name caused the blond to tremble. Leaning against the wall to balance himself, he slid his body down to a sitting position, legs stretched out in front.
"Okay, but only if you let me see you?"
"Fine..."
What was this madness, he would only call him Rox if he allowed Axel to see him? It was a weird trade-off, why did he care if he was called Rox in the first place. A familiar smell of cigarettes invaded his senses. Roxas glanced sideways, Axel was standing about a foot away smoking a cigarette and wearing a similar outfit to the night they first met. Watching as he took a long drag, he drops it onto the concrete floor, smothers it with his foot, and steps towards the younger man.
"Good cause I'm already here." He responded, hanging up the call.
"How did you know I was in here?"
"I've been watching you since I saw your group with Demyx," Axel admitted.
"So you're stalking me?"
"Aww come on, don't be like that" Axel said crouching down in front of him. He unexpectedly hugged Roxas and apologized. "Look I'm really sorry, I don't know what I was thinking that night, I would like to start over and try to be friends?"
"That night wasn't anything." He lied, shouldering Axel off of him, not returning the hug. His anxiety was through the roof. The last thing he wanted was for someone to see them so he had to play it cool, putting his guard back up even though he internally was thankful for Axel's comfort.
"Uh... Yeah but conscious hasn't let me forget about it. It's not like I like you or something, you just really look like someone I know that happened to also be at that club last night and I mixed you two up. I made a complete fool of myself."
Roxas just stared at him unsure if he's telling the truth, but then remember the name Axel spoke before leaving him alone. He pulled his knees forward and lowered his head down to rest on his knees. 'What if this is a trap, he says he doesn't like me and just mixed me up with someone else but I don't know if that's true... I think he's handsome, the way he made me feel and the fact I can't stop thinking about him... No, I need to forget that any of this ever happened, it was for the best.' His mind wouldn't stop racing.
"Please Roxas?" The redhead begged. Roxas picked up his head and looked into Axel's brilliant green eyes. Demyx was right, he could now see Axel's face clearly and he was wearing quite a bit of makeup, but it looked good and suited him.
"Fine but you can't tell anyone about that night," Roxas said standing up. Axel stood up as well and grabbed Roxas' hand as he went to walk away, pulling him close and embracing him into another hug. Resting his chin down on Roxas' head, he inhaled the sweet scent. Roxas' face flushed slightly feeling nervous being so close to the larger man again. He inhaled his scent deeply.
"Roxas," Axel said light grabbing the blond's chin, moving the smaller man's head to face him. "I'm glad you can forgive me." Axel acted as if he was going to give Roxas a kiss, the blond swallowed nervously but Demyx's loud mouth interrupted them. Roxas pushed away from Axel, snapping out of his daze.
"Hey Axel, did you find him?"
"Yeah, what's up?
"I came to deliver a message to Roxas seeing he's not answering any of my texts. Sora left his phone at home and wanted me to let you know that he's going to bring Zexion back home. It seems he is too ill to continue hanging out tonight."
"What without me?" Roxas was furious.
"Yeah, I talked to Sora and he said it would be good for you to get out of the house more and it's nice that you're making new friends. I offered for Axel and me to bring you home tonight."
"Wait you didn't even ask me first?" Roxas was so angry, he could barely contain himself. Slamming his first against one of the funhouse mirrors, causing the plastic to wobble. He was going to leave and head home with Sora but it was too late, they were gone and now he was stuck having to get a ride home from Axel. It was as if the universe was torturing him.
"Hey, you hungry Roxy?" Axel asked changing the subject.
"Huh yeah, I guess..."
"Come on let's get going then," Axel said leading the way out of the house of mirrors. Roxas sighed and followed. They exited the maze of mirrors when Axel brought up something about wanting ice cream. The trio went and made their way to the parking lot, getting into the dumpy car that Demyx drove, Roxas wasn't surprised. It was filled with water bottles, he had a guitar strewn across the back seat and other miscellaneous junk.