It All started with a Sneeze:
Mr. Fussy
It was half past ten, and Roxas had woken up with a cough again, and once again, Axel brought him some water.
"Thanks." He took a sip, and choked.
"Take it easy, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he coughed a little more.
"I'll be right back , " moments later, Axel returned with some cough syrup. "The bottle says, 'For children ages 12 to 18, its two capfuls'"
"What exactly is that?"
"Jesus Juice"
"My ass it is, sicko"
"OK to be honest it's cough syrup, but you could try to pretend that it's my—"
Roxas immediately sat up in bed and backed into a corner, "aww hell no!"
"Oh come on Roxas, it's just medicine, who knew you could be so fussy!"
"I'm not drinking that stuff, it tastes like crap!"
"But it says cherry on the bottle."
"That's the worst kind! There's no way I'm drinking it."
"You won't get better without medicine."
"No:" he shook his head back and forth.
"Big baby…" Axel sighed, "I see how it is, I'll just have to force it."
"And how're you going to do that?" Roxas asked daringly.
"Simple, I know your weakness" Axel poured the dosage into a plastic cup and jumped onto the bed with Roxas. Roxas was cornered.
"There's no way, you can't make me," he closed his mouth tight.
"Enough with the games, time to get serious," Axel then proceeded to put the medicine in his own mouth, before passing it to Roxas through a kiss.
Roxas swallowed. "That's not fair! Ya know, that was pretty dirty Axel," Roxas said with the cutest little sourpuss face.
Sorry I haven't updated in a while, this week I have finals so right now I'm writing this before my French exam -