DISCLAIMER: I don't own KH or the characters.
What's wrong with me? I'm going home with a complete stranger. He could be a serial killer for all I know!
"Zexion?"
Zexion looked over at the blonde man who said his name. "Hm?"
"Are you alright? You haven't said anything since we left the airport," Demyx said.
"Oh. I'm fine. I just don't talk much," Zexion explained.
"Oh I see."
They were in Demyx's car, on their way to Demyx's house. And Zexion was arguing with himself over it.
Demyx pulled the car into his driveway and parked. He turned to face his slate haired passenger. "Um, it might be kind of messy inside. Sorry. I'm not really the organized type."
Zexion just nodded and stepped out of the car.
Inside Demyx's house was very warm. Zexion shrugged off his jacket and put it on the coat stand next to the door. Looking around, he said, "It's...cozy."
Demyx smiled. "Thanks. Um, do you want anything to drink?"
Zexion shook his head. "No thank you."
"Alright. Just...make yourself at home. I'll be right back."
Nodding, Zexion walked to the living room and sat on the couch.
x-x-X-x-x
Oh my God, what am I doing? Who invites random people to their house? I don't even know the guy!
Demyx paced back and forth in his bedroom, thinking. It wasn't like he could change his mind, they were already at his house, and he couldn't just kick Zexion out. Sighing, he walked into the living room. Zexion was reading a book on his couch.
"So um...Where are you trying to go?" he asked, attempting to make conversation.
Zexion looked up at him after he finished reading a paragraph. "Seattle."
Demyx nodded. "Visiting somebody?"
Zexion closed his book and regarded the blonde for a few moments. "I..." he sighed. "You could say that."
Demyx sat down on the opposite side of the couch and cocked his head to the side. "I'm guessing it's a bit personal?"
Zexion nodded.
"I wasn't trying to like, pry into your personal life or anything. I'm just curious is all." Demyx explained.
Zexion looked at Demyx, a thoughtful expression on his face.
He's a random stranger I'll probably never see again. So telling him why I'm going to Seattle doesn't matter.
"I'm going to Seattle to break up with my boyfriend in person."
Demyx was speechless for a few moments. "Oh. I'm sorry. Why...if you don't mind me asking...Why are you going to break up with him?"
"We've just...grown apart. I've been away at college, and after a while, we just stopped talking as often." Why am I telling him all of this?
"Oh. What college?"
And just like that, the conversation turned to college and traveling and eventually, music. The two men talked for quite a long time before Zexion remembered his flight.
"What time is it?" he asked.
Demyx looked at a clock on the wall. "Oh shit." He looked at Zexion, worry etched into his face. "Your flight left like, an hour ago."
They sat there for a few minutes, just staring at each other.
And then Zexion began to laugh. Demyx just looked at him like he had gone insane, but the slate haired man couldn't stop. He laughed so hard he started to cry. After 15 minutes, he finally calmed down enough to explain to Demyx why he had the random laughing attack.
"It's just, this is the fourth time I've tried to go to Seattle. So, I find this very funny." he said, holding his sides, which hurt from him laughing so hard.
Demyx nodded. "I'm sorry that I distracted you so much that you missed your flight again."
Zexion shook his head. "It's alright." He sighed. "I guess I'll just have to resort to emailing Lexaus."
"Since it's pretty obvious that you don't live here, where did you come from?" Demyx suddenly asked.
"I'm from Twilight Town, New York. So now I guess I'll be stuck here in Illinois for a while." Zexion replied.
Demyx looked down at his lap, where he was nervously twiddling his thumbs. "Um, you can stay here if you like. So you don't have to pay for a hotel or anything."
Zexion smiled. "Really? You'd let me stay here even though I'm a total stranger?" he asked.
Demyx looked up, shocked. "You aren't a total stranger! I've known you for like, 7 hours!"
"Good point."
A/N: This chapter is getting too long for my liking, so I'll just end it here.
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