let's talk
Who: Axel and Roxas
What: Axel promised Roxas a 'talk' a while ago, and finally got around to inviting him over.
When: Sometime after this thread
Where: Axel's room
Rating: Oh erm.. PG-13
Notes: IT'S CONFESSION TIME DUN DUN.
Axel seemed more precuriously on edge than he really thought he would have been or was capable of. He was sat on the only chair in those same, dull, four walls, and any slight sound outside by the few animals that remained or one of those corpse-servants going round doing their duties caused him to jump slightly in surprise as he waited. He was probably just going paranoid as it got darker- he doubted that.
He'd promised this for a while. Perhaps because Roxas hadn't seen him for two years... perhaps because Roxas was like a drug to Axel and he hadn't been near that drug for so long he was now craving it. So, it was make or break time. He'd told himself he would tell Roxas eventually- and now seemed the time had come (though he'd have liked to have got some earrings to pester Roxas with first, Axel thought it would be taxing enough for the blonde without the idea of earrings looming over his head- well, in his ears).
So he sat there, eyes shifting to the door every couple of seconds, his thought track seeming to halt into nothing, except on when he would have to open that door.
What: Axel promised Roxas a 'talk' a while ago, and finally got around to inviting him over.
When: Sometime after this thread
Where: Axel's room
Rating: Oh erm.. PG-13
Notes: IT'S CONFESSION TIME DUN DUN.
Axel seemed more precuriously on edge than he really thought he would have been or was capable of. He was sat on the only chair in those same, dull, four walls, and any slight sound outside by the few animals that remained or one of those corpse-servants going round doing their duties caused him to jump slightly in surprise as he waited. He was probably just going paranoid as it got darker- he doubted that.
He'd promised this for a while. Perhaps because Roxas hadn't seen him for two years... perhaps because Roxas was like a drug to Axel and he hadn't been near that drug for so long he was now craving it. So, it was make or break time. He'd told himself he would tell Roxas eventually- and now seemed the time had come (though he'd have liked to have got some earrings to pester Roxas with first, Axel thought it would be taxing enough for the blonde without the idea of earrings looming over his head- well, in his ears).
So he sat there, eyes shifting to the door every couple of seconds, his thought track seeming to halt into nothing, except on when he would have to open that door.