Characters: Seifer/Hayner
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Total: 5/50
Challenge: #5 Rumors
Pairing: Seifer/Hayner, Axel/Roxas, and Axel/Sora
Rating: R
Summary: Seifer talks to Roxas about rumors going around the school before Seifer goes home, meeting up with Hayner and telling him of Roxas' rumor. (Sort of AU)
Sometimes Roxas would hang out inside Almasy Restaurant after school whenever Hayner, Pence, or Olette were busy. He would sit at the same table in the corner by himself or with Axel, would order the same chicken strips, and usually played the same songs on the jukebox.
Seifer knew these things because he worked at the Almasy restaurant as a cashier. His mom tired to make him be a waiter but that didn't work out the second someone ordered their world famous Almasy lobster. Yes, Seifer was allergic to lobster but his mother still made it. It brought in the customers.
Today was one of those days that Roxas showed up at the restaurant alone, playing a depressing song, and ordering a hamburger. Absolutely bizarre. He knew something was wrong.
He decided he was his problem now. Not only did he hate Roxas taking up his air space and hanging around the restaurant, but it was starting to get rather irritating.
Taking it upon himself to 'give himself' a break, the part-time cashier treaded over to the other blonde, plopped himself on the other side of the booth, and smacked him in the side of the face.
"What the hell was that for, Seifer?!" Roxas loudly shouted at the older blonde after Seifer deliberately knocked him out of dreamland. This only caused the cashier to smirk a bit and fiddle with a fork in front of him. Definitely not surprising.
Did he really have to repeat himself? Taking one look at the preoccupied Seifer, he guessed yes. "What do you want and what was that for?"
Seifer looked up at him with that plastered on smirk and leaned over to pull on one of his shiny blonde locks. This didn't please Roxas, earning Seifer a smack on the hand. "Hey, Blondie." He chuckled, "I only came over here to see why you're sulking in my restaurant."
He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at him with a glare. "This ain't your restaurant." Roxas stuck out his tongue at Seifer, making himself look like a baby.
"Well, it will be." Seifer said with much hesitation after Roxas was done pouting. "Anyways, I want to know what the fuck is wrong with you. I know your two lamer friends, Ollie and Princess, were studying after school with my Hayner, but where is asshole?"
"Olette is studying with Pence and Hayner, and Axel apparently has a date." The embarrassment and grief was shown on the blonde's face as he mentioned Axel and his date. This was all becoming clear to Seifer.
"Who's Axel dating?" Seifer asked before quickly adding, "Not that I care...I'm just bored. Usually I have shit to do but we're busy and-"
"Shut up. The rumor is that he's on a date with Sora. God damn Sora. I thought I could trust one of my best friends but looks like I can't. Really? How dare he? He knew- the bastard knew I liked Axel. Was it not obvious the moment I said, 'Hey, Sora. I like Axel. He's so cute.' Seriously, ya' know?"
The older blond hating rambling. He hated it even more when Roxas rambled. It just sounded like nails on chock board. Unlike Hayner's voice, who was oh-so adorable. Not that he would admit that…"Only a little song comes to mind that may help you through these tough times."
Roxas smiled a little and looked up at him. "Yeah, how does it go?" He optimistically asked.
Smirking a bit, Seifer opened his mouth widely before bursting out,"Axel's going out with Sora, Axel's going out with Sora, Axels' going out with Sora!"
"Sometimes, I wonder if you have listening problems or just like getting people angry…"He mumbled under his breath as Seifer continued to sing his little song that seemed to make everyone glare at them. "Wait, Seifer!"
Looking over at the other, the cashier frowned and softly muttered what with irritation. He didn't like being interrupted, especially by Roxas.
He glanced around the room before answering. "Do you have a phone? I'm going to call Axel and find out if they are really going out?" Seifer nodded his head with a grin.
"Yes, Roxas. Why don't you take the cordless phone up to the rood? That way you can jump when you're done." Roxas just stared at him, mentally kicking Seifer in the shins but was too anxious to do it in real life.
"You're really hurting. Aren't you, Roxas?" Seifer mumbled as he stuck out his bottom lip, mocking him somewhat.
Nodding his head, the shorter blonde stood up from his seat and headed out the door. But first, he heard a shout from Seifer.
"That just takes all the fun out of it!"
Hayner squinted in the darkness, unable to make out much of anything. He opened his mouth to ask whether Seifer was home or not but all thoughts fled when a pair of lips brushed the back of his neck.
A very soft groan escaped Hayner at the sensation. His eyes closed involuntarily, and he felt one of Seifer's hands grip his shoulder, using the other to turn on the lights in the house.
"You have a neck fetish," Came a smug whisper in his ear.
It took Hayner's brain a few seconds to catch up.
"A what?"
Two coarse hands skimmed over the blonde's shoulders and then one was unbuttoning the front of his blue top.
"You get turned on when I touch your neck," Seifer whispered into the already feverish skin of Hayner's neck.
"What? No, I d...a-ah..."
Seifer had pulled some of the shirt's collar to the side out of the way with ease and was now pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the sensitive juncture between the neck and shoulder. He was suckling softly and Hayner's already diminished coherency dissolved to near non-existence. It was all he could do not to mewl.
After a few seconds, the blonde-haired teen withdrew, and as Hayner's spatial awareness reasserted itself, he realized he could feel every inch of Seifer pressed into his back. Wasn't he supposed to come over to help Seifer study for a test? Where had that gone?
"Uh, uh…"He rambled softly. He had to swallow hard and became keenly aware of his own erection pulsing between his legs. As if the feel of Seifer's mouth on his neck wasn't arousing enough, now he had the feel of his whole body completely conforming to his own--knees pressed into the backs of his; arms snaking slowly around his ribcage; something rigid pushing insistently against his backside. "What I meant was…how was work?"
There was a muttered "fine" while one of Seifer's hands finished unbuttoning Hayner's blue jacket and the other surfed across the abdominal muscles covered only by the thin black shirt. The hand that was now done unzipping snuck to Hayner's side and traced the curved line of his hip.
"Was Roxas there?" Hayner managed to gather the coherency to say.
Seifer stroked over the body fitted like a jigsaw piece against his own while his mouth languidly and softly sucked the tanned skin. He seemed to be going nowhere near until Hayner gently jabbed him in the side. "Oh, sorry." He muffled against his neck. "Yes, that lamer was there. He told me he heard some rumor that asshole was dating Sora."
Hayner writhed and pressed against him. "Um, I heard that too but that isn't real. Axel told me himself that he.. was worried Roxas would hear it too. I think it all came from…S-sora hugging Axel in the hall…for helping him..." His hands landed on Seifer's as they slowly slid across and down his form. They lay loosely on top, shadowing Seifer's hands as they slid underneath the hem of his black shirt and ran over the heated skin beneath.
He exhaled quickly, his eyes closing involuntarily at the smooth touches across his stomach. Exerting a little pressure, he urged their joined hands slowly south. Seifer felt arousal burn down his spine when he felt Hayner bulge under the cup of his palm. "Jesus!" He growled halfway from Hayner's eagerness, "I never thought my rumour would get to you too. I just wanted those to lamers to hear it so that they'd finally go the fuck out and leave my restaurant alone." He sucked in a breath harshly and sank another kiss into his rival's neck, unconsciously trying to press himself harder into Hayner's backside.
"God," The younger gritted out, his head tipping back from the sensation. "One, I think we should take this to your room and two, I can't believe you actually think that will stop them from coming. Now they'll just go there on dates. Duh!"
Tan, adept fingers undid Hayner's fly and pushed the waist of his boxers down far enough to free him. He swallowed audibly enough for the older teen to hear and, their fingers still entwined, Seifer dipped their hands to skim over and roughly grasp the hardened length. "Shut up. I hate it when you correct me."