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Chapter Three

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"Oh, come the fuck on!" Roxas slammed his fist on his horn yet again as someone turned without signaling. He was nearly home… just two more turns and he'd be done with the bullshit day. His eye was killing him, but it wasn't anything he wasn't used to.

"Fucking finally…" he mumbled as he pulled into his driveway. He was actually a bit relieved to see another car in the driveway today… he needed a hug.

As he approached his mobile home, the front door swung open and a familiar face greeted him, "Roxas! I didn't think I was going to make it home to see you after your first day, but I tried really hard and—" his boyfriend, Vanitas, stopped short when he saw the status of Roxas' face.

"I'm fine, Van… please don't make a big deal about it…" Roxas brushed past him, hanging his keys on the hook and kicking off his shoes.

But Vanitas was hot on his trail, "How the hell did that happen? I thought you were just interning at a film studio!"

"I was… I am… But a fight broke out and I was caught in the crossfire. Nobody deliberately did this. It was all an accident," he told the tall raven-haired man, sitting down on the couch and holding his arms out, "Just c'mere and hold me…"

Vanitas sat down next to his boyfriend, pulling the smaller man into his arms, "Are you sure you're okay? That looks pretty nasty…"

"I don't want to talk about it…" Roxas trailed off, settling into Van's arms happily, "But hey, I can't believe you're home! I thought you were on tour for another week!"

"Well I had to be here to see you after your first day on the job! I pulled a few strings, and they're going to pick me up tomorrow to finish the tour."

Roxas smiled a little, "Good… at least we have one night together. I missed you a lot."

"I missed you too, Rox… So tell me! How did it go, besides getting popped in the eye?"

The blond thought for a moment, "It was fine… just some asshole director making B-rated movies. Nothing too exciting."

"Working with any famous movie stars?"

He chuckled a little, "No, no… nobody I recognized, anyways. Either way, I'm pretty much just the director's bitch anyways. I bring him coffee and food, run errands, copy scripts…"

"Ah… well, everyone has to start somewhere. You'll be a big shot director soon enough."

Roxas smiled, "Just like you became a big shot rockstar, huh? I still remember you guys practising in your mom's garage. Damn, you were awful at first…"

"Oh, whatever. You know our music totally turns you on," Van grinned, placing a kiss on Roxas' neck.

The little blond melted under him, "Yeah, I can't really deny that… I'm not sure how you can even make your voice sound so good when you're screaming, but fuck…"

Yes, indeed… Vanitas was the lead singer of Feigning Destiny, Roxas' all time favorite band.

"You're such a fangirl," Van smirked, nibbling at his ear a little.

"Nn… Only for you, baby…"

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Axel blinked a few times, looking around. Where the fuck was he? He'd started off watching Roxas pull out of the parking lot in his gigantic pickup truck, and then… he was following him. He didn't know why… he didn't even realize he was doing it at first.

But he'd lost Roxas at a red light and now he was in the middle of nowhere, completely lost. He pulled over and punched his address into the GPS, finding that he was almost 40 minutes away from his house now. How the hell did this kid have such a strong hold over him?

Nearly an hour later, Axel was finally unlocking his front door, trying to balance his Chinese takeout as he kicked the door open. "Honey, I'm home…" he mumbled, rolling his eyes as his voice damn near echoed through the place.

After his rather sad dinner, he stripped down and got in the shower, playing some Feigning Destiny over his bluetooth speakers. Yeah, he'd downloaded their full discography after he found out that Roxas liked them… The band was definitely growing on him too. He'd done a little research, and the lead singer was definitely an attractive guy with an even more attractive voice.

There he was again, thinking about that kid… He was 22… Axel couldn't help but smirk at that. He was a good 13 years older than him, at the wonderful age of 35. Fuck it, he was a teenager when Roxas was born. Suddenly he felt like a dirty pervert… especially because of the boner steadily hardening at the thought of the little blond.

Axel couldn't remember the last time he'd masturbated—off camera, at least. It had probably been years since he had even gotten hard outside of work. But out of the blue, this kid walked into his life and suddenly he felt like a horny 15 year old again.

His thoughts were so clouded by this kid… he knew he wouldn't be able to stop this until he… satisfied himself. It was almost foreign to him to have his own hand on himself for once, but with his thoughts of Roxas, he finished rather quickly.

"Fuck… what the fuck is wrong with me?" he growled, leaning against the wall of the shower as he came down from his orgasm. He was beginning to get frustrated with himself. A 35 year old man shouldn't be having these thoughts about some barely-out-of-college intern.

As he finished his shower and started to towel off, his mind drifted to the thought of Roxas' hands on him and he—yet again—felt himself growing hard.

"FUCK!" he exclaimed, slamming his fist into the wall next to him. He had to stop this! He had to learn how to control himself around this guy!

It took him a minute to realize that his knuckles were bleeding, and that he'd put a hole through his wall. When he saw it, he just rolled his eyes and walked away. He needed to get some sleep.

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"Mm… I needed that…" Roxas slipped into bed next to his boyfriend, thoroughly fucked and ready to get a good night's sleep.

"I know… I hate being on that tour bus with the band. Can't get any damned relief with them around…"

Roxas laid his head on Van's chest and sighed contentedly, "Hey, did you remember to take your meds babe?"

"Yepp! Took them right before you got home," he assured him, wrapping the boy up in his arms.

"Sorry… I don't mean to badger you about them, but… we both know what happens when you forget."

Van nodded, "It's fine, Rox… I understand. The guys have been checking up on me too. Nobody wants to go through that again."

"Vani, will you get me some ice for my eye? It's starting to swell shut…"

The rockstar chuckled a little, "I was wondering when you'd finally give in and ask for help… I'll be right back, honey."

As Vanitas disappeared into the kitchen, Roxas quickly sat up and opened the drawar of Van's nightstand. As always, his pill bottle was there. It was about halfway through the month, so it should have been half empty… which to Roxas' surprise, it was. He hated not being able to trust Vanitas about them, but… last time was so difficult…

"Here you go babe," Roxas jumped as Van reappeared, quickly maneuvering back to his spot on their bed.

"Thank you…" he took the ice pack, holding it gingerly to his throbbing eye. "I love you, Van."

"And I love you, Roxas. I wish I could stay a little longer this time…"

As the two curled back up together, Roxas shrugged, "It's only one more week… and then you have a month off, right?"

"Exactly. And I'll be all yours," Vanitas smiled, reaching over and flipping the light off.

Roxas knew he shouldn't be lying to his boyfriend about work, but… if Vanitas knew that he was working in the porn industry, he'd be livid. He was the jealous type, and he tended to blow things up way worse than most people would anyways. It would be better this way… It wasn't like Van could ever actually find out the truth. Roxas definitely wouldn't be telling people what industry he worked in any time soon.

He loved days like this… Van was level-headed and sweet, and Roxas had nothing to worry about. He could actually fall asleep easily in the comfort of his boyfriend's arms for once.

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A/N: All right! So Roxas is dating super sexy rockstar Vanitas! I bet nobody saw thattt coming. Anyone curious what kind of meds Van is on? Throw me a guess in the reviews! I'll do a shoutout to anybody who guesses correctly. (Guess the illness—mental or physical—not the actual medicine.)

Anddd while you're placing your bets, drop me a review too! You guys know I love them.

Until next time!

Simply Rexene