HOODIES
Roxas liked to steal Axel's hoodies, and by now the man was used to going through his clothes to find one of them missing. Roxas liked the feeling of being swamped by the warm fabric, he liked the way they reached half way down his thighs, he liked the way he could curl up in them, but the thing he liked the most was that they smelled like Axel.
He was curled up on a chair beside Axel, watching the man paint, humming softly to himself, eyes slightly hazy as they followed the brush strokes that almost danced across the canvas. He was wearing a grey hoodie this time, his knees bent as the material stretched over them, he had his arms crossed in front of his knees as he held them, balancing on the chair. Roxas snuggled deeper into the fabric, subtly trying to bury his nose in it.
Axel had just been wearing this one last night, he'd taken it off when he'd gotten too hot while they were watching a movie and that's when Roxas had acted, scooping the hoodie up and pulling it on before Axel could protest. And when his friend had given him a stern look – a look that didn't reach his eyes, which were shining in amusement - Roxas had poked out his tongue and grumbled out a "Deal with it." And Axel has shrugged, as he'd almost expected this really, and went back to watching the movie.
It smelled like old cigarettes, Axel's cologne, faintly of his strawberry scented shampoo (which Axel would always protest against using, even when Roxas held the container in his hands. "I don't know where that came from, Kairi must have left it last time she stayed over." Despite the fact that both Roxas and Axel knew that the redhead's little sister hadn't stayed with him for over six months.) And there was another scent, which Roxas couldn't put a name too, that was uniquely the man's scent.
Axel pretended not to notice, though he couldn't help his darting glance sideways as he dipped his paintbrush into the blue on the palette once more, a slight smile twitching at his lips. Axel didn't mind that Roxas had a habit of stealing his hoodies, because the boy would always return them eventually – once they stopped smelling like Axel, he presumed. But the real reason Axel didn't mind was because when he got them back they smelled like Roxas. And that was definitely okay with him.