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[healitwithwater]

As soon as Axel is 'alone' (for relative meanings of 'alone' in a crowded bar) there is a waitrat tugging at the hem of his coat, pointing over to the stairs up to the room

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[killitwith_fire]

Axel follows, and as soon as as they're alone in their room, Axel collapses to the floor, and starts shaking.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

[healitwithwater]

Any anger Demyx had fades the instant he sees Axel like this, dropping down to his side and wrapping him up in the warmest embrace he can manage.

"Shhh, shhhh, it's okay. It's okay."

[killitwith_fire]

He can't stop shaking. He leans into Demyx, and he can't stop shaking.

His heart aches, like nothing ever before, like nothing he's ever imagined, and.

He can't.

Stop.

Shaking.

[healitwithwater]

"I'm sorry." Demyx murmurs against Axel's hair, carding his fingers through it, kissing his face and just trying to show him he loves him.

"I'm sorry I'm not good enough."