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Title: Analyzing Demyx's behavior
Paring: Zexion/Demyx
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: One strange thing after another was happening to Zexion, and it all came down to Demyx.
A/N: This is my first time writing a Zemyx fic, so comment and tell me how I did! I hope I didn't completely kill their personalities....Also, this is the longest one I've ever written, but it's still not that long.
There are two things I can't stand, big crowds and heights. Somehow, I've experienced both today since Demyx dragged me to the fair. Not only did he succeed in bringing me to the fair, he also got me to go on the ferris wheel, which is where I currently am. Of course, the ride had to break down while we are at the very top.
Did I mention I hate heights?
Demyx is sitting next to me instead of on the other side of the gondola, which is somewhat..comforting. He moved over here when he saw my white knuckles gripping onto the seat.
"Hey Zexy, you doin' okay?" Demyx asks while glancing over at me. "You don't look so good..."
He swings his legs out in front of him. "I didn't know you didn't like heights...otherwise I wouldn't have brought you up here.."
The next thing I know his face is right in front of mine and he's leaning in...I close my eyes only to feel a sharp pain in my shoulder as the ride shakes and we both fall onto the floor of the gondola.
Ouch.
Finally, they let us off of the ferris wheel. Demyx runs to the nearest concession stand and comes back a moment later with an elephant ear. Well....that's one good thing about the fair.
"Do you want me to take you home? We've been here for about 5 hours already...and I dunno about you but I'm beat."
I grab onto his wrist and lead him through the crowd so we don't get separated like we did earlier.
The car ride back to my house isn't very eventful. I sat in silence trying to block out the smell of the fair radiating from the two of us. He pulls into the driveway and we walk up to the house.
The moment we get inside, Demyx runs over, sits on the couch, and begins bouncing up and down.
"I looooove your couch! It's so comfy!"
I raise an eyebrow and tell him I'm going to take a shower to get ride of that awful fair smell. After I finish I head out to the kitchen to make some dinner while Demyx takes a shower. He stays over at my house so often that he keeps clothes here to change into in situations like these.
I turn on the stove and pour the dinner into a pan. As I do this I hear Demyx come in. The next moment he's standing behind me with his hands on my waist. "Mmm...it smells so good Zexy...."
He's gone an instant later and is heading back into the living room. "Lemme know when it's ready, okay?"
These are the things I can't figure out. Why does he act like that sometimes? One minute he's serious and the next he's his usual hyper self...I don't understand him sometimes..
Putting the food on two plates I start to head into the living room. I pause in the doorway when I see Demyx dancing in front of the tv to the Kim Possible theme song on Disney channel. He stops when he sees I'm watching him and scratches the back of his neck.
After we finish eating I take the plates back to the kitchen and put them in the sink. I'll wash them later; after Demyx leaves. The last time he tried to help me do dishes, well....the phone rang and I was only gone for a minute, which wouldn't be a problem for any normal person. But I came back to the kitchen to see the floor covered in water and Demyx telling it to dance. ...Yeah...I'll leave the dishes for later this time.
I head back into the living room to see Demyx putting a movie in. I walk over and sit on the couch. He puts the dvd case on the coffee table and I see that it's Mulan.
"You don't mind if we watch that do you?"
Not at all. I actually like this movie.
I didn't realize I fell asleep. I slowly open my eyes when I feel Demyx's fingers running through my hair. Because I can see the ceiling, I'm going to assume that my head is on his lap. Hmm...this is more comfortable then I thought it would be...
"Oh! You're awake! I uh...stopped the movie after you fell asleep 'cause I didn't wanna watch it by myself.."
I sigh and sit up. I'm more confused then ever at his behavior...he couldn't...like me could he? I mean...those instances earlier today..maybe he was just trying to brush something off of my face on the ferris wheel earlier..or he was going to fix my hair because it looked stupid from the wind..or...
"What's the matter Zexy? You look like you're confused..." He says while placing a hand on my cheek.
Should I find out if that's what it is? It's the only logical solution...
I'm going to do it. I lean forward and shyly place my lips on his. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and returns it.
I hear the door open off in the distance, but I don't pay any attention to it.
"HEY Zexy! Thought I'd come by and return that movie I borrowed and holy sh----Uh...m-maybe I should uh, come back later?"
Demyx quickly turns away in embarrassment as I look over to see a surprised Axel.
"Do you always have to barge in like that? You could at least knock.." I tell him with a glare.
"Hey! I DID knock...I rang the doorbell too but no one answered. Sheesh..."
"Normally that would mean 'come back some other time'...."
"Heheh, well, anyway...it's about time you too got together. Roxy and I thought we were gonna have to take uh, drastic measures in order to get you two together! All right.....Well, I guess I'll go...maybe see you tomorrow..."
He gave a quick wave and ran out the front door.
Demyx glances over and shrugs as he turns the movie back on. I lean my head against his shoulder and he puts an arm around me.
There's another knock at the door, but I'm not going to answer. I'm too content right now to really care who it is.
A/N: So uh, yeah...tell me what you think please!
Paring: Zexion/Demyx
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: One strange thing after another was happening to Zexion, and it all came down to Demyx.
A/N: This is my first time writing a Zemyx fic, so comment and tell me how I did! I hope I didn't completely kill their personalities....Also, this is the longest one I've ever written, but it's still not that long.
There are two things I can't stand, big crowds and heights. Somehow, I've experienced both today since Demyx dragged me to the fair. Not only did he succeed in bringing me to the fair, he also got me to go on the ferris wheel, which is where I currently am. Of course, the ride had to break down while we are at the very top.
Did I mention I hate heights?
Demyx is sitting next to me instead of on the other side of the gondola, which is somewhat..comforting. He moved over here when he saw my white knuckles gripping onto the seat.
"Hey Zexy, you doin' okay?" Demyx asks while glancing over at me. "You don't look so good..."
He swings his legs out in front of him. "I didn't know you didn't like heights...otherwise I wouldn't have brought you up here.."
The next thing I know his face is right in front of mine and he's leaning in...I close my eyes only to feel a sharp pain in my shoulder as the ride shakes and we both fall onto the floor of the gondola.
Ouch.
Finally, they let us off of the ferris wheel. Demyx runs to the nearest concession stand and comes back a moment later with an elephant ear. Well....that's one good thing about the fair.
"Do you want me to take you home? We've been here for about 5 hours already...and I dunno about you but I'm beat."
I grab onto his wrist and lead him through the crowd so we don't get separated like we did earlier.
The car ride back to my house isn't very eventful. I sat in silence trying to block out the smell of the fair radiating from the two of us. He pulls into the driveway and we walk up to the house.
The moment we get inside, Demyx runs over, sits on the couch, and begins bouncing up and down.
"I looooove your couch! It's so comfy!"
I raise an eyebrow and tell him I'm going to take a shower to get ride of that awful fair smell. After I finish I head out to the kitchen to make some dinner while Demyx takes a shower. He stays over at my house so often that he keeps clothes here to change into in situations like these.
I turn on the stove and pour the dinner into a pan. As I do this I hear Demyx come in. The next moment he's standing behind me with his hands on my waist. "Mmm...it smells so good Zexy...."
He's gone an instant later and is heading back into the living room. "Lemme know when it's ready, okay?"
These are the things I can't figure out. Why does he act like that sometimes? One minute he's serious and the next he's his usual hyper self...I don't understand him sometimes..
Putting the food on two plates I start to head into the living room. I pause in the doorway when I see Demyx dancing in front of the tv to the Kim Possible theme song on Disney channel. He stops when he sees I'm watching him and scratches the back of his neck.
After we finish eating I take the plates back to the kitchen and put them in the sink. I'll wash them later; after Demyx leaves. The last time he tried to help me do dishes, well....the phone rang and I was only gone for a minute, which wouldn't be a problem for any normal person. But I came back to the kitchen to see the floor covered in water and Demyx telling it to dance. ...Yeah...I'll leave the dishes for later this time.
I head back into the living room to see Demyx putting a movie in. I walk over and sit on the couch. He puts the dvd case on the coffee table and I see that it's Mulan.
"You don't mind if we watch that do you?"
Not at all. I actually like this movie.
I didn't realize I fell asleep. I slowly open my eyes when I feel Demyx's fingers running through my hair. Because I can see the ceiling, I'm going to assume that my head is on his lap. Hmm...this is more comfortable then I thought it would be...
"Oh! You're awake! I uh...stopped the movie after you fell asleep 'cause I didn't wanna watch it by myself.."
I sigh and sit up. I'm more confused then ever at his behavior...he couldn't...like me could he? I mean...those instances earlier today..maybe he was just trying to brush something off of my face on the ferris wheel earlier..or he was going to fix my hair because it looked stupid from the wind..or...
"What's the matter Zexy? You look like you're confused..." He says while placing a hand on my cheek.
Should I find out if that's what it is? It's the only logical solution...
I'm going to do it. I lean forward and shyly place my lips on his. He wraps his arms around my shoulders and returns it.
I hear the door open off in the distance, but I don't pay any attention to it.
"HEY Zexy! Thought I'd come by and return that movie I borrowed and holy sh----Uh...m-maybe I should uh, come back later?"
Demyx quickly turns away in embarrassment as I look over to see a surprised Axel.
"Do you always have to barge in like that? You could at least knock.." I tell him with a glare.
"Hey! I DID knock...I rang the doorbell too but no one answered. Sheesh..."
"Normally that would mean 'come back some other time'...."
"Heheh, well, anyway...it's about time you too got together. Roxy and I thought we were gonna have to take uh, drastic measures in order to get you two together! All right.....Well, I guess I'll go...maybe see you tomorrow..."
He gave a quick wave and ran out the front door.
Demyx glances over and shrugs as he turns the movie back on. I lean my head against his shoulder and he puts an arm around me.
There's another knock at the door, but I'm not going to answer. I'm too content right now to really care who it is.
A/N: So uh, yeah...tell me what you think please!