Saturday
15.
Roxas ran around frantically, the pink towel around his waist just barely keeping itself on the curve of his hip.
No, he didn't buy a pink towel. It was originally white but Roxas didn't notice his red thong stowed away with the rest of the white laundry load. …Okay, that made it sound worse. Sora gave it to him for their thirteenth birthday as a gag gift. However, when Leon wanted an explanation as to why his work shirts suddenly resembled cotton candy… that's where it was worse.
Anyway, Roxas skipped around from the drawers, to the closet, to the rack of articles hanging. "No." He threw a navy blue vest at the opposite wall. "No." He tossed a pair of white skinnies over his computer chair. Grey sweatshirt? "No." Yellow tank top? "No! –What the hell?"
Roxas picked up a red and black rolled up bundle from the side of his bed. Shaking it straight, he exclaimed, "My Mickey Mouse boxers! I haven't seen these in like three years…" It was then that he felt a 'crusty' substance through the material. He let all but two fingers go. "Oh." He threw the pair at his door so he'd remember to put it in the laundry basket (that was in the bathroom, so all dirty clothes always littered themselves off to the side of the door before actually being thoroughly condemned).
"Hey, Roxas, what are you—HMK!" The blond spun around wildly, to come face-to-face with… his discarded boxers. And Sora …who also came face-to-face with the discarded boxers. And since the situation wasn't awkward enough, the pink towel finally decided to fall.
Sora heard the bathroom door open then close abruptly, and Roxas' little feet quickly pattering into the room adjacent his. He turned his attention back to his phone. "Sorry, what was that?"
"I asked if you were busy today." Riku's slender voice repeated.
"Oh, no. Not at all. Did you wanna do something?" A nervous sweat-drop trickled down the brunet's neck as he heard Riku's hoarse chuckle in response.
"Something like that." He said quietly.
Sora went all but giddy. "Shall I come over there?"
"NO!" Riku exclaimed, abandoning his soft composure, "I mean, why don't I come over to you?" The slyness of his speech returned. "We'd be alone, wouldn't we?"
How could Sora resist? "Yeah," he cleared his throat. "that'd be alright. My dads' are at work and won't be home 'til late."
Unknown to Sora, Riku cringed making him unable to reply immediately.
Sora broke the silence. "Riku?"
"Yeah, I'll be there in twenty minutes?" The brunet boy couldn't stop smiling when uttering his acquiescence. When the two hung up, Sora all but squeed in delight, but was halted from his happy dance when he heard objects colliding with the wall next to him.
Items were definitely being tossed around, however, no such noises showed signs of rage or anguish to be considered part of a tantrum. Naturally, the older twin decided it was best to inspect what the hullabaloo was about. The brunet opened the door to his brother's room.
"Hey, Roxas, what are you –HMK!" Sora froze and unfortunately inhaled in surprise. He pried the garment from his head to see Roxas, naked and scrambling to retrieve the fallen towel. He looked at the underwear in question. "Roxas… why do your boxers smell like candy?"
Revie-HMK! x-x
YHS
xDelfin
