A/N: I sure hope you enjoy this little SoRoku piece. I finally got a muse to write something and this came to mind. This goes well with Dance With The Devil from Breaking Benjamin. As always, I own nothing but the plot!
"Sora, this is ridiculous! Can I please just go back to hanging out with Axel already?"
"No! Come on, Roxas! Please let me do this, just this once. Please?"
Heaving a sigh, Roxas couldn't deny giving Sora just this one thing. Shaking his head and giving his shoulders a shrug, he figured he'd indulge his goofy somebody into this weird plan he just had to do.
"Okay, whatever."
Sora's smiles could really brighten up the room; it was as if someone cast 'thundaga' right then and there. The nobody couldn't help but to love the brunet's happiness and enthusiasm, it was akin to being contagious! With his eyes alight, Sora bounded over to the speakers, flipped through a couple of the songs he had in his playlist before selecting one to put on repeat.
From there, he hurried over to the door to close it shut so he wouldn't disturb Axel and Riku, who were downstairs in an intense video game battle. Sora had figured the best place for him to do what he wanted to Roxas was in his own room after all, which is where he had led him to.
Taking a few deep breaths to steady his crazy nerves, the keyblader wrapped his arms around the duel-wielder's neck and motioned for him to do the same; Roxas complied, wrapping his arms loosely around Sora's waist and awaiting more instruction.
It wasn't until the music started over did Sora begin to finally move, swaying slowly, which the nobody had found odd since the song that was chosen just so happened to have a rock theme to it. Of course, he didn't question it, he -never- questioned why Sora did anything. Sora was Sora after all.
Once the chorus swelled, Roxas could have sworn he heard Sora singing along softly with the lyrics.
"This reminds me of you for some reason."
The heat that rushed to Sora's cheeks could have heated frozen fingers. It wasn't even a weird confession that fell from his lips and yet he was blushing like a schoolgirl.
"Thank you, Roxas," Leaning forward, the somebody laid his head to rest upon his nobody's shoulder as they moved about in a slow circle. This had been a dream of his for who knows how long and it was finally being granted.
This melted the nobody, in a sense, as all the stubbornness seemed to slip away. Resting his chin atop Sora's head, Roxas replied with a smile of his own.
"You're welcome, goofball."
A/N2: Feedback is always welcome. I feel as if I'm a tad bit rusty in my writing skills.