[Closed, In Progress]
Characters: Roxas destinysnobody, Axel pyroxdancer
Date/Time: 11 November, Evening
Location: Axel's apartment
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Roxas heads over to Axel's apartment to nurse him back to health =D
He’d only been in town a couple of days - was still in the process of moving in - and he’d found out that Axel was sick. He’d only been living on his own for what, a couple of weeks? Honestly, the man couldn’t live without someone to nanny him, though Roxas thought that was a somewhat endearing trait of his. He didn’t know why he was heading over, but decided to blame it on the fact that he’d gotten so used to looking after the older man that it was second nature now. That and he was worried, though the last person he’d admit that to was the redhead himself.
He half expected, half hoped, to get pounced on by Demyx as he headed up the stairs in the apartment building, but he made it to Axel’s door without incident - not entirely sure if he was happy about that or not - and changed the hand he was holding the bad with soup and various meds in it before reaching to knock on the door.
Date/Time: 11 November, Evening
Location: Axel's apartment
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Roxas heads over to Axel's apartment to nurse him back to health =D
He’d only been in town a couple of days - was still in the process of moving in - and he’d found out that Axel was sick. He’d only been living on his own for what, a couple of weeks? Honestly, the man couldn’t live without someone to nanny him, though Roxas thought that was a somewhat endearing trait of his. He didn’t know why he was heading over, but decided to blame it on the fact that he’d gotten so used to looking after the older man that it was second nature now. That and he was worried, though the last person he’d admit that to was the redhead himself.
He half expected, half hoped, to get pounced on by Demyx as he headed up the stairs in the apartment building, but he made it to Axel’s door without incident - not entirely sure if he was happy about that or not - and changed the hand he was holding the bad with soup and various meds in it before reaching to knock on the door.