Zexion paused at his front door. He knew Saix was home, he could see his car in the drive way, he knew that by now his older brother was probably worried that he was home late and didn't bother to call to let Saix know where he was.
As expected, once Zexion walked in the door Saix was in front of him. "Where were you?" the eldest practically growled out.
Zexion wasn't sure how to respond.
"I was…with someone…Saix. Let's just sit down for a second, okay?" The pair moved so they were sitting on their couch, Saix looking at his younger brother expectantly.
"Well? Where were you? Do you have any idea how worried I was?"
"I was…with Demyx." He finally spoke up. Bad choice because Saix jumped from the couch as if the material burned his body and stood towering over the younger boy.
"You were with WHO? Zexion are you a moron?" And that's what started Saix's tirade. He paced back and forth in front of Zexion, blurting out things like ' I don't want you around him.' and 'Did he touch you? I swear to god if he touched you I'll-' But he got cut off by the short teen.
"Saix! Please…Just listen to me." Zexion spoke up and patted the cushion Saix had been sitting in before, offering him to sit back again. Reluctantly he sat back, his brows still furrowed in anger but he managed to hold back.
"Look. I went over to Demyx's house after school and we talked. We didn't do anything," In fear of Demyx's life Zexion ever so cautiously avoided the whole making out part of the story, "And he asked me to forgive him. After a while of talking I told him I would try, but it's going to take a while for me to fully trust him again. He also wants to come over tomorrow to talk to both of us so he can apologize to you as well."
He could see Saix's upper lip twitch at the thought, but he stayed silent. The eldest brother had his tongue peek out for a moment to moisten dry lips before he said anything. "Alright. He can come over. But if he does one wrong move he'll be out of here like that." He snapped his fingers while saying 'that' for added effect before standing from the couch. "Understood?"
"Yeah."
"Good. Now go upstairs and do your homework." Saix walked upstairs quickly before Zexion could answer.
The sound of a door slamming answered the teen when he called out "Okay!"
Zexion sighed out loud once the door had been slammed and sank back onto the couch, letting the cushions surround him. 'Dear god, thought he would snap at me.' He thought.
As if on schedule a sudden tirade of crashes and smashing was heard from Saxi's room, most likely the male throwing various items around. Zexion chuckled softly, figuring it could have been much worse than Saix taking out his frustration on his own room rather than Zexion himself.
The teen dug through his bag then for his blue binder; he thought that if Saix was frustrated now, he would be full on pissed if Zexion didn't do his homework like he was asked to do.
AN: Sorry, short chapter. Next: the confrontation between Demyx and Saix.
D8 Poor Dem. Will he walk away with both testicles?
