A/N: So much fluff in this chapter. xD Seriousness will come in a chapter or two.
Axel POV
I woke up way later than I'd intended to. Yawning, I glanced over at the clock and noticed it was 2:30. Didn't think I was that tired last night, but oh well. At least I felt pretty refreshed. I decided to shower and get dressed, just in case I felt like going out later. After I finished making myself presentable, I sat on the couch, bored as ever. For the most part I sat in front of the TV, hardly paying attention; I had my feet up on the table comfortably and was pretty relaxed. I was still a bit shocked to find that I had dozed off…again. I sat up, wincing slightly as I did. As nice as it was to sleep all day, it always gave me a headache. I looked around the apartment, trying to find something to take. When I finally found the aspirin, I downed two without any water and went into the kitchen.
The last thing I wanted to do was stay home by myself. Still, at this point, it didn't seem like I had much of a choice. It was already getting late and people probably already had plans. Besides, I wasn't about to be someone's third wheel. So, it looked like pizza and some movies would be my best option. Grabbing my cell phone off the counter, along with the phone number of a post-it on the refrigerator, I dialed the number and ordered.
I threw the phone towards the couch, hoping it'd land safely so I didn't risk too much damage, and looked around for my lighter. There were only a few cigarettes left in the pack, and I had planned to cut down, but one couldn't hurt. I could probably even get away with just opening the window and letting the smoke out that way instead of walking down and out the building.
Holding the lighter between my teeth and grabbing one out of the box, I opened the window, and attempted to sit comfortably on the window's ledge. Before I could even light it, there was a small knock at the door. I turned and glared at the door, slightly annoyed at the intrusion. It was too early to be the food, so maybe if I waited they'd just leave.
"Go away," I mumbled quietly. There was another knock followed by a muffled voice from the other side of the door.
"Axel," Roxas called, "you home?"
I almost fell off the window, dropping the lighter as I tried to regain my balance. I sprinted over to the door, ditching the cigarette by the lighter and opening the door quickly. I leaned on the door frame, looking down at the little blond.
"Hey," I grinned, running my hand through my hair, trying to look calm and like I hadn't just ran to the door like an anxious puppy. Roxas looked me over and raised an eyebrow.
"Hey," he snickered, "In a rush for something?"
"Going somewhere?" I countered, motioning my head towards the small duffle bag he was holding. His face tinted pink and he looked at the floor.
"Actually," he asked with a nervous smile, "I was wondering if I could hang here for the night? The apartment is a bit awkward with Riku's dad around."
"Sure thing, we can have that slumber party," I winked, bowing in a mock fashion, and moving so he could walk in. He rolled his eyes as he walked in.
"Oh yeah, totally," he laughed jokingly, setting his bag down by the couch and sitting down. I walked over, wrapping my arms around his waist.
"So, dare I ask what the deal with Riku's dad is?" I hummed, resting my chin on his head.
"Eh, he's a total ass," he explained, leaning back against my chest. "There's just a lot of tension going on between them right now."
"Sounds like fun," I teased. We chatted like that for a while, until there was another knock at the door. Once again I half hoped the intruder would leave, but I was starving, and it was probably the food. Roxas looked towards the door, then back at me with a shrug. I sighed and let go of him.
"Mrr, that's probably the pizza guy," I explained, walking over to answer the door. Sure enough, it was. He handed me the box and I paid for the pizza quickly, shutting the door. I set it down on the table, and looked back over to Roxas.
"Hey Rox, you hungry?" I grinned, grabbing a chair for him at the table.
"Sure," he smiled, sitting down. I grabbed us a couple sodas and we ate. I couldn't help but laugh when I looked up to see that Roxas had a bit of sauce on the corner of his mouth.
"What's funny?" He asked, confused. I simply shook my head and smiled. Leaning over toward him, I carefully licked the small smudge of sauce off the corner of his mouth and kissed him. He seemed a bit surprised, but leaned into the kiss anyway. I wrapped my arm around his waist as he tangled his hands into my hair. Grinning, I slid my tongue into his mouth playfully, as he hummed contently and mimicked my actions. A few moments later, I broke the kiss and saw that he had quite the pink tint to his cheeks.
"You had a bit of sauce on your mouth," I smirked.
"…Remind me to get sauce on my mouth more often," he laughed, standing up, turning away so I couldn't see how red his face was becoming.
"Oh, I will," I winked, as we cleaned up the table. "So, what do you want to do now?" I asked.
"Hmm…I guess we could go for a walk or something. It's a pretty nice night."
"Sounds good," I smiled. I grabbed a jacket, and Roxas pulled a grey hoodie out of his bag, wrapping it around himself. He walked over to the door and with that, we headed out into the hall and down the elevator until we reached the lobby.
Walking out of the building, it turns out Roxas was right; it was a nice night. It was mild with a slight breeze. We wandered aimlessly for a while, until we decided to go to a nearby park and sit for a while. No one was really out at the park, except for a few younger kids skateboarding, and a couple or two. We opted to sit on a bench underneath a large oak tree, whose leaves were just starting to fall. It was towards the back of the park, in a more secluded area, so we had a bit more privacy. I leaned back and wrapped my arm around him, and he snuggled into my side, pulling his legs up on the bench. We stayed like that for a while, just enjoying being close to each other. But after about twenty minutes, Roxas broke the silence.
"So, how long have we been dating?" Roxas asked, out of nowhere. I was a bit thrown off by the question.
"Two weeks and some odd days," I said, hoping this wasn't a test, and if it was I didn't fail. He seemed to guess what I was thinking, and laughed.
"I'm not trying to trick you," He smirked.
"Then why'd you ask?"
"Don't you think it's weird that like this'll be the second time I've spent the night at your place?" He mumbled, obviously feeling a bit awkward.
"Well, the first time, you fell asleep on accident," I said, trying to reassuring. "And this time…I dunno, I don't think it's a big deal." I watched him as he thought about this, biting his lip. He looked so cute as he tried to process the situation.
"Yeah, I guess." He sighed, leaning forward and running his hands through his hair. I stood up and pulled him up off the bench.
"It's getting kind of dark, wanna head back?" I asked, smiling. It was already dark actually, considering we left around eight. He nodded and our short adventure in the park ended.
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It was somewhat awkward back on the couch in the apartment. Roxas was sitting at a small distance on the couch, his hands in his lap staring intently at the TV. I tried to pay attention, but I couldn't help but switch back and forth. As bad as I felt saying it, but it was somewhat amusing to watch him sit nervously. He looked towards me and I turned away quickly, trying to hide my smirk. He punched me in the arm.
"Shut up," He grumbled, folding his arms across his chest.
"I didn't say anything." I stated calmly.
"You were thinking it."
"Thinking what?" I asked, this time actually laughing.
"That I'm being stupid for being all weird about this," he slumped down into the couch.
"I think it's cute." I teased, pulling him towards me. This time I made sure he couldn't escape. I pressed my lips to his neck and he squirmed around in my grasp. He moved on the couch so he could kiss me back. Happy with this change, I wrapped my arms his waist, pushing him down. He broke our connection and looked up at me, biting his lip again.
"So you really don't care about-" he started to ask, but I cut him off, shaking my head. He looked confused, like he couldn't tell if I was answering his question or I just thought he was being stupid, so I leaned down and kissed him again. He clung to me, trying to be as close as possible. I smiled, brushing my lips against his neck teasingly. He wiggled around under me, and we fell off the couch with a thud.
"You ok?" I mumbled between kisses.
"Y-yeah," he shuddered, his cheeks stained a deep red. I held his wrists down above his head, and leaned down to kiss him again. He licked my lip lightly. I was a bit surprised, but content nonetheless. I slid my tongue into his mouth, swirling it around. He writhed under me, and I released his wrists. He quickly wrapped one arm around my waist, and tangled his other hand into my hair. I sat up slightly to cradle him in my arms. He smiled, breaking our kiss. I hummed happily as he kissed and nipped at my neck and lifted my shirt up.
'I didn't think he wanted to do this yet…Oh well, whatever he wants.' I thought, letting him take my shirt off. I kissed him lightly and tugged his shirt off as well, tossing it aside. He clung to me tightly, pressing our lips together roughly. After a few minutes, I broke our kiss and began leaving a trail of kisses down his neck. He gasped and squirmed around a bit more, pulling my hair as he did. Smirking, I reached down and started to undo the button on his jeans. He yanked away quickly, his eyes growing wide.
"A-Axel," he muttered quickly, his breathing somewhat shaky.
"Something wrong?" I asked, concerned.
"I can't…not yet. I'm not ready yet," he frowned, sitting up. "I'm sorry." He crawled away to his shirt, pulling it over his head and leaning against the couch. He looked extremely embarrassed and still somewhat nervous.
"Don't worry about it." I said, "It's okay. I understand," I brushed my hair out of my face. He nodded very quietly, still not looking at me. I sat on the couch sprawled out, so I could wrap my arm awkwardly around him. He leaned closer to me and sighed, and we sat in silence for a minute or two. He finally gave a small, somewhat forced laugh.
"Sorry," he mumbled again, sounding a bit guilty. "I feel kinda bad for that…"
"I'm not going to be upset with you for being nervous." I said; trying to reassure him it wasn't a big deal. As much as I wouldn't mind continuing, he was a bit younger and I didn't want to push him. He looked up and gave a small smile.
"I guess…" He moved my arm off of him and stood up, stumbling a bit as he did. He grabbed the edge of the couch for balance and I snickered. Shooting me a playful glare, he grabbed his bag off the floor. "I'm going to go change. Mind if I use your shower?" He asked. I nodded, trying not to make a smartass comment about that. He was already feeling awkward and I didn't want to make it worse.
"There's towels and stuff in the closet," I explained, looking over the edge of the couch as he walked off. He looked over his shoulder, and I smiled playfully. Rolling his eyes, he shut the door and a few moments later, I heard the water start. I sighed, slightly disappointed that our moment got cut short. Unfortunately for me, I still had a bit of a problem. Damn it. 'Uhh…think of something not Roxas-related.' I thought to myself, turning on the TV. Yawning, I decided to go change into some comfy clothes to sleep in. At least my problem was gone by the time Roxas got out of the shower.
He walked out of the bathroom and sat down next to me, his blonde hair dripping water on the couch. I smiled, kissing his cheek lightly and ruffling his damp hair. He snuggled into my side and we watched some random sitcom while Roxas absentmindedly picked at a stray string on the end of my shirt. When it ended, I picked up the remote and flipped through the channels. He yawned lightly, and I glanced at the clock to see it was after midnight.
"You look tired," I commented.
"I am," he yawned again.
"We can go to bed, if you want?" I offered.
"Sounds good," he mumbled sleepily. I moved to get up, but he didn't budge. I waited a minute, wondering if he was really asleep or just didn't want to walk. Not wanting to take the risk of waking him, I decided to just carry him to bed. Tiptoeing to the other side of the apartment and using my foot to push the bedroom door open, I gently put him down. I watched him for a second before sitting on the edge of the bed next to him. He wiggled around, getting comfortable on the bed. He obviously wasn't completely out yet. I swung my legs across the bed and laid down next to him. He rolled onto his side so he could rest his head on my chest, cuddling up to me. I smiled, pulling a blanket over us and wrapped my arm around him, holding him close. I kissed his forehead lightly and leaned back against the pillows, relaxing. After a few minutes, I started to get sleepy as well. It was lovely, drifting off to sleep with my little Roxas in my arms. I really could get used to this.
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