E: envy
From afar, green eyes glared at the towel wrapped around the blonde's waist. It wasn't that he hated the towel's design, or that it was too fluffy, or anything like that. It was just...
That towel got to be around Roxas's waist, but why not Axel?
Further irritation. A striped black and white shirt; signature colors, at best for Roxas. Khaki shorts, belt proving of no use and allowed the bottoms to just hang loosely on pale and slender hips.
Axel wouldn't hang so loosely on Roxas's hips.
When will this torture end? The younger boy fidgeted with his white dress shirt, not being able to button it, apparently. He asked for assistance, adding that he didn't have an extra. The red-haired man gave a dejected sigh.
Axel would be all over Roxas.
Salvation at last. Night came, and all of the bottled up jealousy was released. Each article of clothing that clung to the smaller boy was in a heap, not to be bothered until tomorrow. The pile rejected clothes (if they bore eyes) glared at the older man in the bed with Roxas.
That Axel got to be around Roxas's waist, but why not them?
A/N: If you catch my drift at the last part with the "around the waist." If not.. uh.
Okay, I lied. It's not fluffy. Not cute. Not even smut. Just.. pfft.
Anybody wanna drop a guess at F?
(ps, I didn't know people honestly wanted to know what Axel did in C. Really, I didn't know myself..)