DANGIT. Alright, to any of you who read my plea for help a couple chapters ago and saw "blind!Roxas or deaf!Roxas", it was supposed to be mute!Roxas or deaf!Roxas. And I wouldn't have noticed my mistake if it hadn't been for the anonymous reviewer who asked about a mute!Roxas. :D
THANK YOU HEARTFLARE05. ILY.
Question of the Chappie: Ever do something you thought you were doing in secret but it actually turned out that someone was watching you? And was that a really confusing question, or is it just me?
Written off of prompt #27 Foreign.
Roxas leaned against the doorframe and watched Axel, wondering what in the world was going on his head. The blond wasn't used to seeing the singer look so confused; it was quite a foreign look on him, actually.
The older boy reached up and placed his hand on the picture he had drawn, his eyes blank and unreadable. He let his hand slip down off of the fridge and sighed loudly, his body suddenly relaxing as he turned on his heel to go back to the couch.
But there was Roxas. Standing there. Looking highly amused.
The redhead slapped his forehead and groaned in defeat.