The following drabble was a request. It does contain light shonen-ai (boy love if you aren't familiar with the term) I'm posting this note so none of you feel like you were tricked into reading it. I'm also asking that, as it is a request and this note IS posted, if you have any problems with the content to please just turn around now.
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Moment
"I'll go on ahead!" Sora had called over his shoulder to his companions before taking off at a comfortable sprint. The weather on this world was nearly perfect, and it had been so long since Sora had the chance to run just for the sake of running.
He almost, not quite but almost, missed the black gloved hand that shot out from the alleyway and pulled him in.
Axel's lips were hot on his own, his hands reaching around to twine in Sora's hair.
"Miss me?" He asks,grinning against Sora's lips.
The brunet can't help but think always but he doesn't answer like that; it's too delicate, too girly, and too attached.
You're nothing but a distraction, keep it memorized Axel had hissed against his neck last time they met. But Sora could tell he said those things more to himself; as if by constant repition he could make them true.
"Maybe," the blue-eyed boy answers instead.
"Oh? And what could I do to change that answer?" Axel moves down to nuzzle the hollow of Sora's neck.
"I think you're doing a good job at the moment."