Zexion had just gotten in an hour or so ago drying his hair with the towel and tossing it over the couch as he stopped and turned from the knock. He could have sworn he was hearing things, as not much people stopped by the place or ones enough to knock at the door. Zexion pulled on a casual tee that was laying over the couch before moving to in the direction where the disruption came from, unlocking the door before prying it open abit.
"......!"
Shuts it immediately after having a glimpse of who was on the other side, slamming his back against the door. There was no way in hell that was Vexen on the other side, holding his mail. Shit.
Vexen caught a glimpse of the short one as the door creaked up open and then suddenly slammed in his face. " Ze...xion?" His brow lifted and idly started to twitch at how disrespectful the action was , shifting in his spot. " Zexion!" Grits his teeth together a she dropped his bag to bang on the door. " You can't hide for me!" Right now, the best choice was to open the door that was rudely shut on him as a superior to the other.
Zexion winced from the banging on the door knowing that it was either going to break it down or start to get the neighbors curious. " Errmm.." Fixes himself up, opening the door again to rest against the frame and idly draw his eyes up to the other taller male even through only one was visible. "..Vexen? how did you even get --" Zexion stopped his words as his eyes started to focus on the bag feeling his stomach start to turn.
" Oh no....I mean what are you doing here? Here. In front of my door..With that"
Points at the bag as he pushed off from the door way, not liking the way this was looking. This was going to be hard to explain.
"....." Watches the door open before looking at Zexion and picking back up his bag and pushing pass to get inside. Vexen didn't find that the questions were an importance to him and did not answer them, putting his bag down once inside. " Zexion...This is a commoners place." An apartment was not an area Vexen was use to it. It was not the lab or his room in the Mansion they worked out of but something small and personal size.
Vexen glanced around from where he stood, knowing Zexion to keep things very much organized but the mail told a different story. His green hues glimpsed back at the mail he had in hand, memorizing that annoying nuisances name. Demyx. He then, pivoted to look back at Zexion and then back at the name on the envelope before back at the short member and again to the envelope. Something did not seem right and it bothered Vexen, very much. He would have to get to the bottom of this
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"......!"
Shuts it immediately after having a glimpse of who was on the other side, slamming his back against the door. There was no way in hell that was Vexen on the other side, holding his mail. Shit.
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" Oh no....I mean what are you doing here? Here. In front of my door..With that"
Points at the bag as he pushed off from the door way, not liking the way this was looking. This was going to be hard to explain.
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Vexen glanced around from where he stood, knowing Zexion to keep things very much organized but the mail told a different story. His green hues glimpsed back at the mail he had in hand, memorizing that annoying nuisances name. Demyx. He then, pivoted to look back at Zexion and then back at the name on the envelope before back at the short member and again to the envelope. Something did not seem right and it bothered Vexen, very much. He would have to get to the bottom of this ( ... )
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