Secret Santa 2010

[solipsismmortal]

HELLO MY DARLING SANTA

Thank you for doing a thing. ♥ I love things. If you have questions or comments, please let me know here. \o\

~Love~
Raphael/Naoto Shirogane/Robin Sena/Saïx/Claire Stanfield

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"So what's Christmas like in Heaven?" Axel asks, lounging at Raphael's desk and idly going through his desk drawers. He finds a rather nice pen and starts playing with-Raphael makes a mental note to check Axel's pockets before the Nobody leaves tonight.

(If he leaves tonight.)

". . . nothing special," says Raphael, raking his hair back from his face with one hand and sighing. "It's a human celebration, after all. The perspective is a little different up there."

Axel's mouth quirks slightly, green eyes flickering over to Raph briefly, knowingly. "The perspective up there is a liiiittle different on a lot of things," he agrees, leaning Raph's chair back so far that it almost falls over-but he balances, precariously, one foot up against the desk. "Ain't that the truth?"

Raphael shrugs. "Something like that," he agrees, dryly. "Why are you asking?"

Axel flicks a hand, actually putting Raph's pen back in the drawer and shutting it (though that by no means excused Raph from having to check for it later). "Just curiosity," he says. "I remember it from when I was-well, a long time ago. And I've had a couple Christmases here in Camp. It's just always kind of a big deal in a weird way? It's one of those heart things."

"It's not a big deal for everybody," Raph points out.

"Sure," Axel agrees, noncommittally. "But it can be. And that's the crux of it."

Raphael arches an eyebrow, moving over towards the desk and standing near Axel. "I don't follow," he says, leaning over him. Axel doesn't disappoint, reaching up and back, twisting gloved fingers in Raph's trailing blond hair.

"It's an opportunity," says Axel, eyes gleaming a little. "Most of all, that's what a holiday is. An opportunity to make what you want of it-use it for your purposes, to your ends. It just happens that this one is all about love and charity and the baby Jesus and shit."

Raph gives him a look, but Axel forestalls it with a grin, tugging Raph down and moving close enough that he could kiss him, if he wanted to. He could.

"An opportunity to shamelessly and excusably let the people I love know just how much that means to me," Axel murmurs. "Got that memorized?"

Raphael swallows, hard, mouth dry and chest tight, as if his heart had suddenly leapt up into his throat. "Ah . . ."

"And also troll people with terrible presents," Axel sits back abruptly. "Boy, you will not believe what I got for Marluxia this one year . . ."

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