yay, prompts!

[lettersandliars]

So, um, Kuroshitsuji 2x07.

...the fuck? No, really, WHAT THE FUCK. Obv proof I need to wait for subs.

ANYWAY, onto more important things! Today is 8/13! I don't have a fic ready! So give me some Axel/Roxas prompts, f-list. I'll probably do eight drabbles.

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[lettersandliars]

Roxas slaves away at his Geometry when he gets home, to no avail. He rereads the same problem at least five times, but for some reason he just can't make the lines fit. He calls Pence in a fit of desperation.

"Summer made me stupid," he says pathetically.

"That's a bummer, Roxas, but - headshot! Boom, motherfuckers! - but I don't know what you want me to do about it."

"Fix me!"

"Not even years of therapy could do that, dude."

"Yeah, yeah, go kill some aliens or whatever," Roxas says, rolling his eyes and hanging up. He picks up his pencil and twirls it between his fingers. There's a laugh from behind him.

"The hell?" Roxas yelps. The pencil falls to his desk.

"Hello," Axel says conversationally.

"How did you - no. Get out of my house. Right now."

"Well, that's one way to treat a guest."

"Guests usually knock. Or call, or, y'know, do something other than breaking and entering," Roxas hisses.

Axel grins and it looks like a cat getting ready to pounce. "I didn't actually break in."

"Sure you didn't. You need to quit stalking me."

"I'm not stalking," Axel says slowly, edging closer to him. Roxas backs up against a desk. "I'm just - jogging your memory."

"Of what, the last time you gave me the creeps?" Roxas says and swallows, because his eyes are just about level with Axel's clavicle and he can feel air passing over the top of his head when Axel laughs.

"You'll get it eventually. You always were a little weirdo."

"I get that a lot," Roxas mutters. "Give me one good reason not to call the cops."

"I'll give you more than one," Axel says. "First of all, I'm guessing I could probably kick your ass right now. Second," here he looks down and Roxas, who's unconsciously leaned into his personal space, "I don't think you're minding all too much. Third."

"Yeah?" Roxas says after a pause. "What. What's third?"

Axel reaches around him and grabs his textbook. "I'm really good at math."

[kaos_sparrow]

Gah! Unexpected loveliness is unexpected! Oooooo shiney...BANTER YAY!
I love banter.

I really, really love banter.
♥

[lettersandliars]

I am also a fan of bantering :) ♥♥♥♥

[kaos_sparrow]

And I totally feel the summer homework- two books to read, annotate, and write about! By the 8th! With a wedding stuck in the middle!