So, anybody here listen to Utada Hikaru? If you haven't, go shoot yourself in the foot, cuz she's amazing. Seriously. I've been listening to Fly Me To the Moon (In Other Words) over andover for the past couple of hours..
Question of the Chappie: Are you super-strong, a wimp, or in the middle?
Me, you ask? I'mma wimp. :D
Written off of prompt #13 Misfortune.
Roxas cringed at the question; he hated the way Axel's voice sounded. It made him feel… awful. Like the redhead hated every fiber of his body. But that was just his luck wasn't it? His middle name might as well be misfortune…
Axel saw the hurt in his companion's eyes and his face softened. "Sorry, Roxie. It just hurt, is all. Didn't know you were that strong!" He chuckled a little, and Roxas' face lit up at the sound. Good, he wasn't mad…
"No, I'm sorry. I guess I have bad aim." The blond pushed himself up onto his elbows and smiled.
Axel sat up as well and grinned, reaching over to ruffle Roxas' hair. "Oh, so you weren't trying to make it so I can never have kids? Gee, that's a relief."