Air-planes are like shooting stars

[Requested by sheofsilence]

Amid the crowds of rushing people; hauling their luggage through the terminals – and injuring peoples heels in the process; squabbling families with sticky, screaming children, frantically trying to stay together and not lose any family members; and businessmen wielding their suitcases like homicidal maniacs as they tried to push through as they were in a hurry – as they always seemed to be, there was one sane, normal person.

Or at least Roxas liked to think he was the only sane person here, as no one else here could possibly come to his standard of sanity – I mean really, was it necessary to scream at the top of your lungs as you charged through the crowds? This screaming being the battle cry of a man late for his flight. Roxas sniffed a little prissily, a slight scowl twisting his pretty features as he sipped at his coffee, sitting at a table at one of the over-priced cafes.

Roxas quite frankly detested public places such as airports, or really any sort of public transportation terminal where people swarmed. They were too crowded and loud for his liking, but for a certain special someone he would brave this horror.

And that certain special someone was a friend who went by the name of Axel.

Roxas had met Axel on an online social network, first becoming alerted to the enigmatic redhead's existence after Axel who went by the name of 'axelnator' online, had commented on a cosplay Roxas had done – one he was quite proud of, therefore the redhead's praise had especially pleased the blond. ("fdskfdjskfds hot damn. Sexiest Dave I've ever seen. Marry me.") And then their friendship had sprouted after Roxas (who went by 'strider-socks' on this particular website) had to bemusedly refuse axelnator's marriage proposal. ("Oh my! Thank you. I'm flattered but I'm afraid my heart has already been reserved for Jade.")

They'd started out with tentative messages back and forth; testing the waters... and something had just seemed to click. Soon the tentative messages had become all night discussions about nearly everything. They'd teased and flirted much to the bemusement of many of their followers who started asking if there was something going on between them, much to their (pleased) embarrassment.

Roxas didn't mind people thinking there was something going on between him and Axel because, well, quite honestly he wished there was. In Roxas' opinion Axel was an incredibly attractive guy; he had the most insane yet amazing red hair which he swore was natural - but Roxas wouldn't let him confirm it. He had stunning, delicate, angular features. Roxas' favourite feature of Axel's though would have to be his eyes, which were this beautiful shade of malachite green. Roxas had seen enough photos and had video-chatted with the guy to confirm that it was all real; no photo shop, no false pictures, it was all Axel.

In fact he was attractive in almost every way as far as Roxas was concerned; he was definitely a funny guy – though he could be a bit too sarcastic sometimes, he could be sweet – these times had been increasing in frequency the longer they talked to each other and dare Roxas hope that they only occurred when Axel was talking to him? His over-all personality was very attractive to the blond; Axel was exactly his type he might even say.

Roxas would have pursued him by now but... he just wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea of dating someone who lived across the country. He liked being able to hold his partners, he liked knowing they were close enough to go visit, he wasn't sure he was ready to get into the kind of relationship where he wouldn't be able to see Axel as he pleased.

But now, and Roxas stomach fluttered nervously at the thought, Axel was coming to see him. They'd finally gotten serious about the vague, hopefully ideas of visiting each other that they'd tossed back and forth, always half serious, but not enough to actually do something about it. But this time they'd actually done it; they'd planned it all out and now Axel was flying over to see and stay with Roxas for two weeks while they were on break.

Which was why Roxas was braving the airport; Axel, the guy he was crushing on, one of his best friends was coming to see him. He'd be able to touch Axel for the first time. And he was feeling oh so giddy and slightly faint at the idea – hence why he'd gotten the coffee, so hopefully he wouldn't faint upon spotting the redhead – that would be embarrassing and Axel would never let him live it down.

Axel's flight was coming in any time now, but Roxas wasn't quite confident enough to stand just yet, he was pretty sure his legs were now made of jelly and he'd probably wobble and stumble if he went over to wait at the gate Axel would be coming out of, so for now he'd continue to sit here, trying to steel his nerves for the inevitable. It was stupid, really, how nervous he was feeling, this was Axel, he shouldn't make Roxas quake in his chucks, or make him feel like he was going to vomit butterflies.

Soft blue eyes glanced up to the electronic board showing the arrivals and Roxas' eyes lit up at the sight of Axel's flight changing to 'landed'.

He tipped back the last of his coffee, jumping up and throwing the paper cup in the bin as he scurried past it and began trying to force his way over to Axel' gate. It was times like this Roxas resented his genes; oh how he wished he wasn't quite so short, and then maybe people wouldn't squash him so much. If only he was tall and brawny, then they'd all move out of the way...

He yelped as a bag rolled over his foot, stopping to glare at the person who didn't even give him a backwards glance. Grumbling to himself he glanced down at his converse clad foot as though he could see through the material and inspect the damage. And because his head was lowered he couldn't see what was coming at him, and recoiled when he felt what could only have been someone's elbow connect with his head. Gritting his teeth and rubbing at his abused skull Roxas restrained his urge to bitch out at the people around him and soldiered on through the crowd.

Axel so owed him for this. Roxas and crowds did not mix well.

Roxas picked a wall near the gate Axel was meant to come out of to lean casually against; close enough that he would hopefully spot his friend when he came through, but far away enough that he could avoid most of the crowd. Pulling out his mobile to check the time, Roxas nibbled on his lip, wondering how long it would take Axel to get through all the security and grab his luggage. People had started to come out, and Roxas stood up on his toes, as though peering over the crowd would make Axel appear faster.

He scowled when someone rather tall went and stood in front of him, blocking most of his view of the gate. Grumbling Roxas pushed off away from the wall and bumped past the guy rudely, quickly immersing himself in the crowd. He jumped and squirmed when someone grabbed the back of his hoodie, tugging him backwards. Roxas' eyes went wide and his mind flew into a panic. Oh god. That huge guy he had bumped had probably come and grabbed him and now he was going to drag him outside and beat him up and- Roxas felt the person spin him around and he smacked at the hands on him, "Hands off!" he barked. Then his eyes widened when he took in the person standing before him.

Axel laughed loudly at him; gaining glances from people nearby, the redhead ignore them and gave Roxas a cheeky grin and a small two fingered wave, eyes sparkling brightly in bemusement and excitement. "Sup." And Roxas scarcely believed it possible, but his grin widened more.

Roxas was finding it hard to breathe as he gaped up at Axel, his face starting to flush a little pink the longer he stared. "Axel." He finally managed to choke out. Axel's face which had begun to fall a little faced with Roxas' silence and gaping expression brightened again

"Hello Roxas," he held out a slender hand, dropping his duffle bag on the ground at his feet. Roxas ignored the proffered limb, instead finally breaking himself out of the frozen state he had somehow ended up in and flung himself at Axel in a flailing of limbs; arms wrapping Axel's neck, and legs at his waist – which started to slip because Roxas had never attempted to throw himself at someone before and it wasn't turning out quite like he expected – luckily Axel was fast to react and grabbed Roxas' thighs, boosting him up so he wasn't hanging off his neck.

Roxas wound his fingers in soft red hair, bumping his nose against Axel's a wide grin on his face to match Axel's. "Holy crap. You're so tall!" he giggled, tugging slightly on the silky hair in his hands. Axel laughed slightly breathless, bumping his nose back against Roxas', "You're just short."

They grinned stupidly at each other, faces flushed, and eyes sparkling because holy shit I'm touching him before they both moved, almost simultaneously and pressed their lips softly together. After the initial soft contact Roxas laughed slightly wildly and pressed his face into Axel's neck, trying to muffle his laughter against the skin there, "I've always wanted to do that." He smiled, pressing a quick kiss against Axel's neck.

"Mmm." Axel hummed, nose pressed in Roxas' hair, "Me too." Roxas winced slightly when Axel happened to accidentally bump his face against the spot where he'd gotten hit before. Axel pulled back with a jerk, glancing down at Roxas who blinked up at him, eyes slightly watery. "What's wrong?" Green eyes were wide and shining with worry.

"I got elbowed in the head before." Roxas grumbled, but stopped his sulking when Axel pressed a kiss to his head, murmuring "All better now?" against his soft locks of hair.

"Yeah..." he breathed softly, slightly startled by the affectionate tone.

"Good 'cause no offence but I kinda gotta put you down now; my arms are starting to hurt." Roxas blushed brightly, but let himself be lowered to the ground, pouting when he realised he was once again over a head shorter than Axel.

"I'm going to have to invest in some thick soled shoes while you're staying with me." Roxas scowled up at Axel who just smiled at him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "Why? You're the perfect height now." And Roxas didn't reply, he just pressed his face into Axel's side, trying to hide his face which was hot with embarrassment and Axel just laughed softly and squeezed him gently.

"I'm glad you're here now Ax."

"Me too babe, me too."