"Remembrance" by Writingpuck (KH II: Axel, Demyx, Roxas)
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts (II)
Title: "Remembrance"
Author: writingpuck
Word Count: 373
Rating: Pg-13 (for alcohol consumption)
Challenge: [70] Starlight for kh_drabble, (47) Embarrassment for kingdom100 (Prompt Table)
Characters: Demyx, Axel, Roxas
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, so please don't sue me. :)
Spoilers: This takes place before KH II, so as long as you're familiar with Roxas' past job, you should be okay.
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“Hey there!” Demyx joined the others at the table, a grin on his face and a sway in his hips.
Axel’s smirking lips barely brought a falter to his steps. “The boss let you go early.”
Roxas didn’t seem as interested in Demyx’s arrival as the redhead, but he was there, and that counted for something.
“Just got back from The Pride Lands,” he explained, shooting them both a thumbs-up.
Settling in, Demyx flipped his chair backwards, using the metallic rear as a platform for emphatic hand gestures. “Turns out, the mission was great. There was so much darkness there, I barely had to try!”
Teenage lips peeled away from Roxas’ cup and formed a smile, showing he’d been around Axel too long-or maybe it was the other way around. Whichever, Demyx figured it didn’t mean any pleasantries for him. “Lucky-one more failure and the Superior’ll Dusk you.”
A perfected pout leapt upon Demyx’s lips when Axel leaked a smile and something like a head inclination.
Deciding that arguing would be way too much effort, Demyx reached forward to pour himself some of the stuff the others’ were drinking.
“You think you can handle that?”
“Of course I can.” With defiance, the sitar player tilted the silver goblet parallel to his face, chugged a gulp, and promptly fell forward, choking.
“How-- do you-- drink-- that stuff?” The Nocturne’s cheeks were burning along with his throat. He’d never shied away from alcohol before, but that stuff was strong enough to make Zexion sing.
“I’d say you handled it fine. Might want to try swallowing, though, ya know?” Axel was shaking his head, eyes bright.
It was even more degrading to note Roxas’ territorial grin. “It’s called Starlight-“
“Straight from Hollow Bastion.”
“We just got back from there,” the teen finished.
“Oh.” Emptying his head (of the alcohol and the other’s teasing), Demyx skillfully dodged the subject of his own mess-ups. “Hollow Bastion, huh? How’re we doing there?”
“As dark as ever, I guess.”
Taking another -slower- swig of the volatile Starlight, Demyx allowed the others to prattle on about their trip. His throat burned, but as he nursed the drink and the conversation, Demyx couldn’t help but recognize the Starlight resurfacing his feelings.
Title: "Remembrance"
Author: writingpuck
Word Count: 373
Rating: Pg-13 (for alcohol consumption)
Challenge: [70] Starlight for kh_drabble, (47) Embarrassment for kingdom100 (Prompt Table)
Characters: Demyx, Axel, Roxas
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, so please don't sue me. :)
Spoilers: This takes place before KH II, so as long as you're familiar with Roxas' past job, you should be okay.
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“Hey there!” Demyx joined the others at the table, a grin on his face and a sway in his hips.
Axel’s smirking lips barely brought a falter to his steps. “The boss let you go early.”
Roxas didn’t seem as interested in Demyx’s arrival as the redhead, but he was there, and that counted for something.
“Just got back from The Pride Lands,” he explained, shooting them both a thumbs-up.
Settling in, Demyx flipped his chair backwards, using the metallic rear as a platform for emphatic hand gestures. “Turns out, the mission was great. There was so much darkness there, I barely had to try!”
Teenage lips peeled away from Roxas’ cup and formed a smile, showing he’d been around Axel too long-or maybe it was the other way around. Whichever, Demyx figured it didn’t mean any pleasantries for him. “Lucky-one more failure and the Superior’ll Dusk you.”
A perfected pout leapt upon Demyx’s lips when Axel leaked a smile and something like a head inclination.
Deciding that arguing would be way too much effort, Demyx reached forward to pour himself some of the stuff the others’ were drinking.
“You think you can handle that?”
“Of course I can.” With defiance, the sitar player tilted the silver goblet parallel to his face, chugged a gulp, and promptly fell forward, choking.
“How-- do you-- drink-- that stuff?” The Nocturne’s cheeks were burning along with his throat. He’d never shied away from alcohol before, but that stuff was strong enough to make Zexion sing.
“I’d say you handled it fine. Might want to try swallowing, though, ya know?” Axel was shaking his head, eyes bright.
It was even more degrading to note Roxas’ territorial grin. “It’s called Starlight-“
“Straight from Hollow Bastion.”
“We just got back from there,” the teen finished.
“Oh.” Emptying his head (of the alcohol and the other’s teasing), Demyx skillfully dodged the subject of his own mess-ups. “Hollow Bastion, huh? How’re we doing there?”
“As dark as ever, I guess.”
Taking another -slower- swig of the volatile Starlight, Demyx allowed the others to prattle on about their trip. His throat burned, but as he nursed the drink and the conversation, Demyx couldn’t help but recognize the Starlight resurfacing his feelings.