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[introverte_d]

[on one end of the room is a small trash can, and on the other side of the room is Roxas, lounging lazily on a couch with a small stack of paper on his stomach. carefully, he folds one of the sheets into a plane, and then sends it flying towards the trash can.]

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[simplehero]

[Sora, catching a glimpse of that, cups his hands over his mouth and distorts his voice with a grunt as he yells-]

I've confirmed a hit, sir!

[and then he comes sailing into the room with his arms spread wide, body collapsing right on Roxas. today he's chosen not to wear anything girly but a ruffled tank, sweats slung low on his hips.]

And now I've confirmed a body.

[introverte_d]

[he hesitates mid-fold at the sound of a voice he's definitely never heard before, pauses to think that maybe he has, and then smiles when he sees Sora making his entrance. his laugh is replaced with a grunt, though, when the brunet collides with him.]

Nngh. You're heavy.

[but he's only teasing, hands slipping out from under Sora so they can slide up to rest against his back.]

[simplehero]

I've been eating cake lately.

[he presses a chocolate frosting flavored kiss to Roxas' cheek, wriggling atop him when the hands settle on his back.]

[introverte_d]

A lot, apparently.

[still teasing, he drums his fingers against Sora's spine, shifting to accommodate his wriggling.]

Vanilla or Chocolate or something else?