Buuurn, Baby

What if he never met Axel? He wouldn’t have had to deal with not only one, but two attacks from Vanitas, he wouldn’t have been raped on their outing out. He was more scarred from the last few days, than perhaps most experiences he’d had within his life. He’d completly gone soft for the male - figuartievly of course. He’d opened up to Axel, showed him a small insight to his past, and almost instantly did he drop that guard that he normally kept up. Their evenings together were more than amazing, often in the day would he gently brush the marks his lover left the night before. Smiling, feeling happy. Whether Axel had noticed it or not, the blond felt more inclined to make love to Axel on a daily basis. He wanted to feel loved, and he did, in those moments when Axel would whisper sweet words to him that, during the day, he simply blushed at; he felt wanted. He belonged with Axel, his heart was the barista’s, and he wanted to believe that Axel’s heart belonged to him, he couldn’t ever imagine him finding anyone better than the barista.

What if he were to return to visit, and Axel had someone else? Could he deal with that pain? What would a great job be, if he was lonely. What if he published one of his books and had a fan base? Would that make him happy? Not if Axel wasn’t in his life. Pure blue optics glanced up to the board which had the departure times and the current time. What was the point in waiting around? He might as well go and get on the plane which would be a lot more comforting than some bench. Picking up his bag, he slowly rose and glanced in the direction of the terminal. Swallowing thickly, the blond took slow, heavy steps towards the gate entrance. He could feel a pulse within his head, his body was shaking. This didn’t feel right, it all felt wrong, but he didn’t have the spare amount of money to rebook his flight, just to say goodbye to Axel. If the red head was to turn up, he’d have a good fifteen minutes before he had to leave, but it wasn’t like the barista was going to show anyway.

Ears perked as his name was called. Was that his name? It sounded like it. He paused in his footsteps to listen out for his name to be called again, assuming it was just a mistake, but to soon be greeted with a warm, taller figure wrapping their arms around his waist. He knew who it was instantly as he released the handle on his bag and suitcase. Tears pricked in his eyes, rosette lips parted to speak, to gasp, yet nothing, just a small noise of shock. The writer ever so slowly turned around to see his boyfriend, there, looking as gorgeous as he always did, but looking upset himself. A tear rolled down Roxas’ cheek as he gently placed his hand on Axel’s cheek. “I’m sorry, Axel.. for.. this—” By that he meant ever since Christmas day. Thankfully he would have the golden retriever puppy to live with him, to remind him of Axel, though he was being boarded seperately, and would be kept in the  the new york station, kennel until Roxas arrived. He wondered if the little guy would be okay, but with his playful, friendly spirit he thought it ought to take a lot to effect him in any serious way. The way Axel spoke, desperate and urgent. He said those words again, but this time in such a way he’d never experienced, he just wanted to drag the red head to bed and lay there with him, sob into his arms and tell him how much he loved him. He truly loved Axel, without a doubt, and he knew he’d do anything for him. A few noticable tears stroked his cheeks, the blond sniffing a little as he now realised he was crying. “Axel, gods I fuckin’ love ya too, I don’t want us t’be over… I was just so… so scared… I’m scared Ax—” he said, staring deep into emeralds as tears continued to flood. Sobbing he wrapped his arms around Axel’s waist and burried his face in Axel’s shirt - not caring less for leaving it tear stained.

He swallowed back his sobs as the red head placed a chain around his neck, glancing down at it in awe. It was perfect. Axel always knew how to make Roxas smile, and even now he cracked the smallest of smiles for his partner. “Oh Ax, it’s perfect… I love it… I love you—” he said, naturally leaning up on his toes, heels off the floor as he would bring his lips to press to Axel’s. Albeit a little unstable, the blond managed to maintain a solid, heartfelt kiss. His lips moved slowly against Axel’s, trying to pour everything into that kiss. His lips would only move away as the red head discussed Skype. “I’ll be back to visit soon, or you can come visit me? Promise, I really want this to work Axel. Gods, I don’t know what I’ll do if ya find yerself another blond whilst I’m gone… I can only imagine how many cute blond’s walk into yer place at work—” he teased, laughing a little, nuzzling his face into Axel’s chest again.

Sighing softly, he heard the overhead voice alert the passengers that they soon needed to board. He grabbed the fabric of Axel’s shirt tighter, clinging to his love, not caring for anything else in the world other than the red head. “I don’t wanna leave ya, firefly—” he whispered, though sadly, leaning up to whisper direct into Axel’s ear before peppering his jaw line with soft kisses, not teasing, or wanting to cause something hot and heavy, just a show of adoration for the male. “I’ve gotta go now, Ax… but uh… here… It’s not exactly expensive but uh…” he opened his bag, kneeling down for a moment as he took out a script of some sort. “This was the book I started, the day I met you.. I typed it up again. It’s about this guy, who was depressed, suicidal, thought there was nothing else for him in the world, until he gets closer to this popular guy. He starts to think about things that he feels shouldn’t be right for a guy to feel about the same sex. I got stuck when it came to writing the in depth feels part, he was falling in love with the guy. I’d never been in love, so how could I relate on any level? The best I’d had until you was Vanitas. But… I wrote a bit more, and I finally finished it.. You inspired me, helped me to write the rest, Ax….” He said softly as he handed him the one script. “I’ve got the typed version, I can just print it out again. But, I wanted you to read something I finally finished, it’s the first project I’m gonna hand over to the head guy….” he said before sighing again.

Sighing into the blonds warm skin, he tried to regain control of his breathing and beating heart, watching as Roxas turned around to face him. Roxas really was here, the barista wasn't too late- and where those tears? Quickly the red head cupped Roxas face in both hands, staring into shimmering cerulean feeling his heart break at seeing the male cry.

Even if the reason was understandable, the sight was too unbearable. Feeling a hand on his check, emeralds never left the blonds face as Roxas spoke so brokenly while apologising. Why would Roxas apologise? If anything Axel blamed himself for leaving everything to the last moment and not saying anything sooner. Shaking his head, Axel sighed softly and closed his eyes briefly before staring into blue again, whispering comforting words back. "No Roxas. It's my fault, I shouldn't hav left things like this...." Rubbing the cheeks with both of his thumbs, he smiled a little and continued. "Please don't cry sunshine." Just standing there with Roxas in his arms made him feel as if their little paradise that they built was back, and nothing mattered in the world accept the blond.

Oh how he longed for everything to be how it was before, happy and carefree- whispering sweet nothings. There was still so much that Roxas didn't know about himself, and for the first time he wanted to share those dark things with someone. The apprehension was still there about revealing those things, but for some reason the red head felt like he would be accepted no matter what- Perhaps he would have to wait for the right time. Feeling a patch of his shirt become wet, he removed his hands from Roxas face to wrap one around the blonds waist- stroking the skin revealed there while the other around the males upper back, embracing him lovingly.

Listening to those words as Roxas started crying, Axel continued to stroke the blonds back soothingly feeling his chest tighten at the words. Pausing for a moment, his thoughts scrambled to try and figure out how to reply to something like that. Axel wanted to say that everything will be okay, but will it? How could he know that for sure? Perhaps trying to find his sentimental side just like Reno suggested might be the best, but the only question left was how to put it into words?

Sighing softly into blond spikes, Axel murmured soothingly trying to find the right words. "It's okay Roxas, I was too. I'm loosin' the best thing that ever fuckin' happened to me. But I'll still be 'ere when you come back...." Suddenly a thought occurred to him that might brighten the dull atmosphere- Instead of Roxas thinking this is the end, perhaps he could think of it this way. "I could always save up an' fly over ta visit ya- Te amo, y yo no estoy a punto a dejar ir."

Recuperating the hug back as Roxas buried his face in his chest, Axel sighed and ran a hand up and down the blonds back. Watching as the blonds sobs slowly died down once he placed the chain around his neck, Axel watched silently trying to gauge Roxas reaction- mentally praying that the male would like it. Cracking his own smiling at seeing Roxas face, Axel released the breath he didn't know he was holding and replied back tenderly. "Glad ya like it babe, an' I love you too." Smile growing as he watched Roxas leaning up on his toes, the barista met him half way and kissed the blond back filled with passion and love.

Gripping Roxas waist in his hands to help balance the male, the red head moved his own lips against the blonds feeling that familiar spark once more. Axel had to bite back a groan when Roxas pulled away to answer him, but nodded at the words and let a small smirk grace his features. "Yeah, I will one day. So do I sunshine, I don't want ta loose you..." Pausing he rolled his eyes with a smirk in place at those teasing words before continuing. "Babe, all the cute blonds in the world won't do fer me. There's only one cute blond for me- You're the one fer me."

Chuckling softly at the nuzzle, Axel looked up and away from his boyfriend at the overhead voice and sighed depressingly and glanced back down, feeling Roxas tightening the hold on his shirt. Clutching Roxas almost desperately, Axel half listened to Roxas as he tried to memorised his boyfriends warmth and feel before he left him for who knows how long. Murmuring back after a minute, he replied whispering back into Roxas ear. "Neither do I, sunshine." Shivering slightly at the kisses that were placed along his jaw line, Axel's hands roamed the blonds back silently cherishing his boyfriend before Roxas moved away to open his bag, Raising a brow at the words, emeralds watched as Roxas handed him a script.

The way the blond described what the piece was about almost sounded as if he had written about them- perhaps that's what Roxas was writing when he first met him? Staring at the script in his hands in awe, the red heads mind reeled. Roxas wanted him to read it first? Before it was published? Axel could remember when the blond didn't want him to even see what he was writing let alone read it- but to read something that Roxas had finished?

                It was no secret that the blond fugitive liked to be crazy every once in a while, but maybe this time he’d gone a little overboard. Usually he’d remain within the Lucis area and get into trouble for the little antics he and his friends would occasionally play on the regulars - Hey, can’t have all work and no fun! 

                But this time, he’d sorta.. kinda.. lost track of where he was altogether. He thought it’d be a pretty nifty idea to see what else there was beyond Lucis. Of course, he used to be a freelancer just a few years back, but since working for the Caelum’s, protecting Noctis and the Crystal, he’d barely stepped a foot out of the place. He couldn’t see the harm in venturing out a little further. The freelancer was used to walking and running for miles, so as long as he could find his way back, he supposed he’d be fine. 

               With his firearm loosely resting on his shoulder, he continued to walk and walk and walk. He was about to give up on trying to find life outside of Lucis altogether when he spotted a tower. A clock tower. It would be irregular to have a clock tower in the middle of no where without someone living close by, right? Well that’s what he told himself as he started to pick up pace, one foot in front of the other, his boot catching splashes of mud every now and then, trudging forwards to wherever the hell this place was. 

               Reaching the edge of the town he covered his forehead with the side of his hand, still having to squint a little from the sun even if it was mid afternoon. Strands of naturally messed hair stuck to his forehead before he’d shake his head vigorously to give it that naturally messed look once again. It was a town. He was stood at the edge of a town. Was he seeing things? Was he dehydrated that he imagined this? No, this was a town, not as big as Lucis, perhaps a quarter of the size, but a town that looked active none the less. 

               His teeth gently pinched his inner cheek in thought, wondering where exactly he could head first. This place looked so different from Lucis, he wasn’t even sure people here would speak the same. Scuffing his boots along the cobbled pavements, he looked around, hoping to find some local. There had to be one person lurking around, even if it was a child. Something caught his eye briefly, was that? No it wasn’t the sun, unless the sun suddenly became red close up. 

                He blinked and squinted his eyes, when he suddenly saw a red haired male with headphones in, clearly blocking out the world. He looked normal, he guessed, and admittedly he liked his boots. Almost dashing over to the red head he stopped just before charging into him and gave him a firm poke on the shoulder. 

                “Uh, sorry to bother ya, man, but I don’t s’pose you know where I am?" He canted his head slightly, realising he probably sounded ridiculous, borderline crazy. He himself had met a few lost people in Lucis, and he knew exactly what he thought about them, let alone what this guy must think of him right now. Raking a hand through his hair, he was quick to add. "I know it sounds crazy, bro, I’ve just been wand’rin a long time, and I kinda lost track as t’where I actually was..”

Many knew the quiet little town as the 'sleepy town', and truly it was- since many decided to raise families or to retire. Suddenly hearing another song start to play, the barista took out his hand along with his IPod from his pocket and unlocked the device, pressing a button to change the song. Once satisfied with the song choice, the red head placed both the IPod and his hand back into his pocket once more.

That alone was part of the reason Axel wanted to leave, and maybe chase after Roxas. Of course that would meaning giving up a lot and it would be a big step, however would that really be the life for him? New York was a big place, that he knew- but to live there? But even before meeting Roxas, the red head found that the town had lost its appeal and many of his friends left in favour of going to college in other countries. Perhaps that's what he needed, a change of scenery.

Although despite having the need to leave the town, there was still things that kept him here- like University. Finishing his degree was something that the barista defiantly wanted to complete, since getting into said University wasn't easy- and to quit all of a sudden would be a waste of money. University wise, Axel guessed he could always go on break and just visit Roxas, or even go on vacation.

Sighing Axel removed both hands from his pockets to rake a hand through his mane, scowling at today's heat wave and how sticky his body felt against the clothing he wore. It was a day such as today that Axel wished he was working just so he could be in the air conditioning.

But that's where his problem started; being outside in the first place. Frowning, Axel rolled his eyes at his stupid move of coming outside and wondering around today, however going home did nothing to sedate his boredom. Taking out the headphones from his ears, while simultaneously taking out his iPod from his pocket, Axel wrapped the headphones around the device and pocketed them both.

Pausing at hearing footsteps growing closer, Axel glanced up curiously wondering who would be running around these parts- in his opinion you can never be too careful. And the male he was watching was one of those reasons- carrying a gun. Not making a move, emeralds watched closely while his body tensed waiting to see what he did wrong to cause someone with a gun to approach.

Raising a brow at the question, Axel relaxed slightly as emeralds swept over the blonds form. It was obvious that this guy wasn't a local, since that accent didn't sound like from someone around here- plus the last time he checked he was the only one who spoke like that. But judging by the males ragged form he was very lost, Axel couldn't help but think he was an idiot.But his looks an mannerisms seemed genuine.

Amusedly Axel let a small smirk grace his features before rolling his eyes. "First, ya in a place called Twilight town, an' second yeah it does sound like yer crazy as fuck." Pausing he pointed to the gun and continued. "Carryin one of 'em makes ya seem more crazy."

"Just… Give me two weeks.." was all he could say with a weak response. He had no intention on getting a normal job and staying here, he knew now that he had no choice but to take the job opportunity in America. The rest of his mothers visit was kinda dull, she brought presents for Roxas which later appeared out of her car, and funny enough, it was almost nice having her around, just like old times. Though, it was obvious what was plaguing his mind. She stayed for a few more hours, drinking numerous cups of tea and eating many biscuits as Roxas was interrogated further about his relationship with Axel. There were many embarrassing moments such as her curiosity when she asked if the couple had already had sex. She simply didn’t get how gay sex worked. Roxas’ face was redder than the Christmas mug he held, it really wasn’t something he wanted to get into - not after the news he was given. Eventually, she left, leaving Roxas alone with his boyfriend and his puppy once more. Socked feet strode over to Axel, the blond gently snaking his arms around Axel’s waist, burying his face into the red head’s chest. "I love you Ax-" He said, a few tears running down his face It was obvious as to why he was upset, he highly doubted he needed to explain to Axel, anyone could see he was moved in bad ways from the information his mother gave him. He opted to speak no more of the topic, and simply enjoyed the rest of Christmas in Axel’s company, going silent every now and then, lighting up a cigarette just to take his mind off of things if for even a moment. 

—-

The next two weeks were the worst. Roxas avoided the topic with Axel at every mention or thought. He hadn’t mentioned anything else of his books to the barista, knowing it would bring up the subject of him leaving. In the worst way, it distanced them a little bit, the blond holding himself back from telling Axel how he really felt - even though he knew they needed to discuss their relationship, but Roxas didn’t want to break up with the barista, gods he wanted to stay here with him forever. He didn’t see his friends, he didn’t want to be reminded of all the good things he’d be leaving and misisng out on once he’d gone. Would he ever come back? Would he ever see them again? With no home to return to in Twilight Town, he began thinking of the worst. Did he really want to see his friends again, knowing their potential last memories together, could be sad ones? 

Each day that passed, Roxas would grow more and more scared of the future. He really didn’t want to lose the man he loved, but he had to face facts. He had to go. Eventually it came to decision day, the day his mother was kicking him out. The day he would move to new york. Wordlessly, Roxas had spent the previous twenty four hours packing, having men move his furniture and take it out. He would pack his shirts away, deliberately not looking at Axel as he would pack his belongings away. He knew he’d break down if he looked at the red head. The only time they spoke much the last two weeks was during sex. It was the one thing that still got Roxas going, other than that, he was like a shell, empty, incomplete. 

Closing his front door for the last time,  locking up and handing the keys over to his mother, he suddenly began to feel a lot worse. Why had he been such a dick? He’d been so cold to Axel, none of this was his fault, and he loved him - he did, but this was just how he showed how hurt he was, by shutting him out. He couldn’t even bring himself to text his boyfriend before he left for the airport. Roxas didn’t deserve Axel, that much was true, and now, he’d leave the red head to find someone better. The writer didn’t even listen to his music on the way there, just sat in silence as his mother drove. 

Arriving at the airport, the blond decided to have one more cigarette before boarding. He really should’ve texted everyone, to wish them a real goodbye. Instead, he was backing out, what kind of as friend was that? Taking long drags of his cigarette, he watched his mother go and pay for his flight - they’d prebooked and needed to pay. This delayed some time he supposed. He faintly remembered pre-ordering them when Axel was around, so he definitely knew what time and day he was leaving. The blond had to board his plane in less than half an hour, if Axel was going to surprise him and turn up, or text him or something, he’d have to do it soon, because Roxas and his mum really couldn’t afford to switch over to the next available flight. Is that what he wanted? Attention from his partner? He always got that, but recently he’d pushed him away. Idly he took out his phone and scrolled to Axel’s number, sliding it across to create a new message.

Move to do the internship? Well Axel knew from day one when he first saw the blond, to when those girls bumped into him that his blond has a gift- to be able to write- and getting the internship of his dreams would mean the world to him. But the question of ‘What would happen to us?’ lingered in his mind and hanging over his head as emeralds silently looked on, observing the situation. If the circumstances were different, Axel would right away jump in and try to solve Roxas’ problems by offering for the blond to move in with him and share his apartment and rent.

Relationship wise it was a huge jump, but on the other hand Roxas did offer for him to move in before his mother ‘dropped the unexpected bomb’. On the other hand, he was sure that Roxas would know that he would mean well and was only trying to help. That aside, Axel knew for a fact that holding back Roxas from a chance like this would be terrible and the red head knew that he would live with the guilt every time he saw his boyfriend walking around. However, recently they admitted their feelings for each other and for the first time Axel knew he was smitten and in love with the blond, and Roxas returned his feelings. Having a long distance relationship would put a strain on the both of them, but what choice do they have? The only thing he could do for now is stand back and support Roxas choice, no matter what happens he knew without a doubt that he would love the male no matter what choice he made.

Glancing away from the floor, emeralds stared at Roxas face as he heard those weak words. Two weeks? That means two weeks until his blond left him, two weeks of not seeing him for awhile, two weeks of not seeing the beautiful smile. After the whole depressing news, the rest of the woman’s visit was bland and depressing, apart from the fact that the blonds mother had brought presents everything seemed almost okay. Even with the presence of Roxas mother, Axel could tell that Roxas was still feeling very shaken up about his time limit and the moving.

Deciding to remain silent, emeralds watched in amusement as his blond was questioned more thoroughly about the sexual side of their relationship and how it worked. Honestly Axel almost couldn’t believe it, the hickeys were a dead giveaway- and the ‘physical side of it’ worked almost like how straight couples to do. But that aside, he refrained from explaining to save Roxas from embarrassment, plus he wasn’t all that fond of telling anyone anything about his private life.

Chuckling softly at Roxas now red face, his hand moved itself back to Roxas’ hip, rubbing there all the while smirking. A few minutes later, she left them alone once more and the happy atmosphere left him while his boyfriend was at the door saying goodbye. What now? Was the question that was circling Axels mind. Perking up at hearing sock clad feet padding back, emeralds glanced into blue while he stood up. Instantly Axel recuperated the action and hugged his blond back tightly, while rubbing one hand up and down his back, face buried into blond spikes. Murmuring back lovingly into blond spikes he answered “I love ya too Rox.”

Feeling tears stain his shirt, Axel continued to embrace Roxas almost desperately while continuing to rub the males back softly unsure of what else to do- since words right now weren’t necessary. Catching onto Roxas not speaking anymore about earlier, the barista settled on enjoying the rest of the day in Roxas company, while silently noticing how the male went silent every now and then. Once the blond was out of sight, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. And for the first time in months he picked up the habit he thought he broke- a cigarette.

———————

The next two weeks flew by fast- too fast for Axel. Even if Roxas wasn’t aware of it, the red head picked up on everything he was avoiding talking about. The subject was indeed a sore one, but there was still important things that needed to be discussed with his blond before he left. What would happen to them? Does Roxas mind a long distance relationship? Knowing his boyfriend, Axel had a feeling that he wouldn’t say anything because he feared the topic.

But on the other hand, the red head didn’t want his boyfriend to break down about it either- it was times like this he wished Demyx was around, since he was the best at helping him in times like this. He knew that discussing what were to happen to them was the priority, but the fear of reminding Roxas of the ‘dreaded moving day’ kept him at bay- But one thing that Axel did know was if his boyfriend were to ever move back, he was always welcomed to say at his place.

As the dreaded moving day grew ever near, Axel could see the slight changes in Roxas. He too would admit that he was scared and apprehensive about the day when Roxas left him- Roxas, the one good thing that as happened to him, the only other that loved him. Against his will the day was upon them, the day Roxas disappeared for who knows how long.

Just standing there in the almost suffocating and depressing atmosphere was almost enough to make Axel cry, just watching the blond packing everything and watching all the furniture leave. Though being reminded of the memories hurt the most. The two of them hadn’t had any kind of real conversation since two weeks ago, and it hurt how little they did talk- But just bring up any kind of conversation lost its appeal.

Watching as Roxas front door closed and locked for the final time and the keys being handed over, Axel swallowed thickly and glanced away, and saw the blonds mothers car speed away in his peripheral vision. It hurt even more that he couldn’t give Roxas a proper goodbye, and that nothing about their relationship got decided. Sighing the red head got into his own car and drove back to his apartment, and opened the front door and was surprised to see Reno, Demyx and Zexion there.

His two best friends briefly described they had came to visit his house since they were both on university holidays, and Reno was just passing by delivering the ‘special gift’ that Axel had requested months ago, all the while questioning if he was too late to give the gift. Oh that’s right, the barista had forgotten over the past few weeks that he had told Reno that Roxas was leaving. What happened next was only what the red head could describe as a blur, the trio all urged him to run to the airport and give the ‘gift’ to his boyfriend and remind the blond that he would always be there when he came back- even though Axel argued back he wasn’t a sentimental person, Reno hotly fired back to become one and ‘grow some balls’.

With fire flowing through his veins, Axel took the ‘gift’ and hurriedly said ‘thanks’ to his guests and rushed out the door and into his car, speeding off towards the airport. Once there Axel quickly rushed out of the car, and sprinted towards the doors, all the while hoping he wouldn’t be too late. Pausing at feeling his phone vibrating, the barista took out the device and squeezed it in his palm after reading the text.

Was that all Roxas had to say? Not even requesting for him to go to the airport to say goodbye? Gritting his teeth, Axel started to sprint off again all the while desperately looking for a head of blond spikes in the crowed hallway. Heart skipping a beat at finally finding Roxas, he called out his boyfriends name while maneuvering around the passengers- until finally reaching the blonds back. Instantly he wrapped his arms around his boyfriends waist, while leaning down to place the bridge of his nose against Roxas back. Whispering sadly and forlornly, Axel murmured into the skin. “You weren’t gunna say goodbye?”

Pausing for a minute to enjoy the heat that radiated from Roxas’ body, the red head sighed shakily and continued after a few minutes. “I know we haven’t really talked fer the past two weeks, an’ we haven’t discussed what was gunna happen to us…But Roxas, I want us to stay together- with you. And I love you so fuckin’ much. And it kills me that you’re leavin but I don’t want ta break up, an’ I think we can still make this work. I hav Skype, an’ the laptop I gave ya has it too- My Skype’s in that laptop.”

Feathering his hair, drying it with the towel then combing it to one side, Roxas idly walked over to his mirror, eyeing up his reflection before going downstairs. Wow Axel left a lot of bite marks on him. Smirking to himself about the moments before, about how hot it would be later, he mentally made a note to return to his bedroom later with Axel for some sort of bedroom activity. He couldn’t stop thinking about last night, sure Vanitas was a distraction, but god just remembering having Axel all over his body gave him the most pleasurable shivers. He wanted that again, and damn if it wasn’t Christmas, and Vanitas hadn’t so pleasantly interrupted, and if there hadn’t of been a knock at the door, he definitely would’ve invested in some morning sex with the red head. Looking over his clothes once more and straightening his jumper, he began heading downstairs, seeing his puppy on the way down, smiling at the small pup and picking him up in his arms, giving it a small scruff on it’s stomach. His eyes fixated on the puppy, he only looked up when the female voice he could hear suddenly spoke louder.

"Roxas?!" ————————————————————- The female had debated turning around, leaving this visit for another time, but she had come down to see Roxas for Christmas. So, even if he was surrounded by other guests, guests she already disapproved of, she’d be there to see him. Giving the smallest smiles and a nod she took a step inside of the house that she and her ex husband had helped to fund. Which was, part of the reason she was here now. Though she supposed all these things would be spoken about eventually, she couldn’t come right out and say what was needed to be said, it was Christmas after all. Stepping inside of Roxas’ home, still exactly as she remembered it with the exception of a few mugs left on the coffee table and a blanket on the floor, which she assumed Roxas was about to clean up; other than that it was exactly the same. She shrugged off her coat, untying the small knot of the fabric that brought her coat to wrap across her body. Taking it off she hung it up on the nearest hanger.

Glancing around she gave a small sigh and a brief smile at the red head. Roxas’ mum had no intention on talking to the red head unless he was important. Tutting to herself she picked up the mugs and the blanket and moving into the kitchen with her clacky heels. Sighing louder she placed the mugs in the sink and started folding up the blanket. “Some things just never change with that boy, he always was lazy..” She probably shouldn’t have acted that way in front of one of Roxas’ guests, but she was his mother and he needed to learn how to upkeep his own place.

She returned to the living room, ignoring Axel and running a finger over one of the shelves covered with pictures of Roxas and his father, laughing and being happy together. She smiled for the briefest moments before rubbing her fingers together. Seeing the blond come down the stairs, she immediately called his name in shock, instantly getting his reaction and eyes on her as well as the puppy in his hands. The next thing she said, glancing away from Roxas for the briefest of moments. "When was the last time you dusted these shelves?"

Shit. It wasn’t Olette, it was worse, it was his mum. Of course he would chose now to wear his revealing jumper, no doubt his mother had already seen the bites on Axel’s neck. He froze. “Uhh.. Mom..” he put the puppy down which quickly scurried over to Axel happily. Roxas stepped further into the living room, of which he could now be seen by Axel and his mother. “Mom, what’re you doing here?” He asked slightly scared, nervously placing his hand over his neck, trying to look innocent, but attempting to cover up the bites. Of course, this was no good, they were everywhere. He loved it when Axel bit him, to the point he could orgasm just from those bites, but having his mother here, seeing those, wasn’t something he loved so much.

The woman froze, stopped judging the filthiness of the house and turned to Roxas. Something was different about him. His clothes revealed something a lot more obvious. She narrowed her hues, glancing from Roxas to the red head, staring at him then shifting her eyes back to Roxas. She shifted her body, crossing her arms over her chest, raising a brow. "Roxas? I do believe you haven’t introduced me to your red haired friend here.." she said far too sweetly. 

Roxas swallowed thickly, moving the hand away from his neck. He didn’t want Axel to think he was ashamed of those marks, but when his mother didn’t know he liked men, it was hard to be so chuffed about them. He glanced over to Axel before closing his eyes, breathing slowly, thinking of words to say, not wanting to upset either party. Moving across the living room slowly, looking down, he stood next to Axel and gave him a loving look. A look that apologized for yet another intrusion, soon after linking their hands together, fingers so naturally sliding in between the spaces of Axel’s fingers. Giving a small squeeze he eventually turned around to his mother. “Mom.. this is Axel… my boyfriend.” he edged closer to the red head, fearful for her reaction. 

Gay. Her son.. was gay? How did she never know? What about grandchildren? Did that mean she’d never get to have any? Being selfish, that was what she desired the most from her only son. Giving an emotionless glare, she moved across the living room opposite her son and his partner, placing her hands half way down the back of her skirt, straightening it out before sitting down. "I think we need to talk… Roxas.." she deliberately didn’t mention Axel’s name, for she had no intention on being friendly with him.

Roxas glanced at Axel and gave him a small tug to the couch opposite, instantly snuggling close to the red head, keeping their hands linked together. There was no use in hiding the bites, how he felt about Axel, so he decided he’d act like they were around anyone else, leaning over to give the red head a small peck on his cheek.

"Mom.. before you.. say anything, I never could tell you.. I.. When you and dad kept arguing, that’s when I started.. realising. How could I interrupt to tell you something like this?"

"So you’re bi-sexual, that’s fine, you can still have children, this is just a phase." She gave a shrug, wanting to believe her own words.

"No.. Mom.. no, I’m gay.. I fooled myself into believing i still liked woman, because I knew you would want grandchildren… But I don’t mom, I’m gay, and.. for the first time, I’m in love.. I love Axel mom, and I know this is a lot to hear all at once, but I really want you to be happy for me. Axel treats me like no girl or guy ever has. He cares for me, he’s stood up for me and defended me many times, he makes me happy and he makes me feel special. Please don’t sit there and want to change me. If I feel this way, then I do, and.. I just.. want you to be happy for me.. for us." Roxas was shaking noticeably, standing up to his mother like this. It was beyond hard, he didn’t know what to do, he wanted to cry, it was just one thing on top of another, he just hoped his mum didn’t reject him altogether.

Everything happened so quickly. One minute he was being rubbed against the wall by Vanitas, crying and whimpering, the next Axel barged in. Roxas cowered in the corner, watching Axel threaten Vanitas. Regaining himself from what happened, the blond eventually stood upright and held onto the red head by the waist, needing to stabalise himself. He had to admit, it was kind of hot how angry Axel got. If the circumstances were different he would’ve taken Axel to bed to let him rid himself of some of that rage, cool himself down. Maybe it wasn’t the right time to be thinking all this, but he was thankful for Axel’s presence all the same.

Vanitas scowled at the red head, using his boot to kick the barista. "I’m not afraid of you. AND It was me who left him. Has he even told you what happened between us? Did you even know? He’s a liar and a cheat? But funnily enough, I still cared. And I’m just doing you a favour. You may be holding a gun at me, and yeah I’ll fucking leave now, but if you think this is over.. ha. You don’t know me at all." He snarled as he backed his way out of the bathroom. Roxas stood there, shaking. He didn’t want to lose Axel over something Vanitas said which was caused by him anyway. "Vanitas - YOU ended things, you said we were done. I just went to someone for comfort and one thing led to another. We were OVER. So don’t come back here, chatting shit. Save your breath.. I never lied to you.” Roxas glared at the raven opposite him, he had nothing but pure hatrid in his heart for the raven. “And to think I ever liked you. You can use whatever you want over me Vanitas, you’re not going to get me. I’d rather die than still be with a piece of fucking scum like you..” Roxas was shocked for his own sake as to how he acted out to the raven.

Sliding past the red head, giving him a small squeeze for reassurance, he ever so quickly punched Vanitas in the stomach. “Maybe you didn’t hear Axel-“ Taking a hold of the raven spikes he brought those bright yellow eyes to meet his. "Get the fuck out of here. ” He gave Vanitas’ hair a quick tug. The raven stayed silent, shrugging the blond off of him. He scowled at them both. Roxas knew this wouldn’t be the last they’d be seeing of him, but he figured it didn’t matter for now. He just wanted to enjoy his Christmas with Axel. Waiting for the door to slam, he quickly turned to Axel, pulling that gun from his hand and throwing it to the floor, kissing the red head and quickly backing him up against the wall in a rushed, almost hungry like need. "I thought he was going to kill you babe..” his tongue desperately met Axel’s, needing some part of his sanity to know everything was okay.

Pulling back eventually, gasping for breath, he smiled just a little. "He’s such a fucking bastard… I’m sorry.. about him. I never really cheated on him or lied to him.. just so y’know.." he sighed before kissing the red head again, the puppy excitably joining them soon after. Roxas couldn’t help but laugh softly. Roxas groaned and rested his forehead to Axel’s chest. "Why does shit keep happening like this, Ax? I know.. I know you’re not gonna leave, but.. It’s just not fair on you. Everything was fine until last week, nothing happened. I lived a boring life, and now, all of this.." He briefly heard a knock at the door. He was going to assume that was Olette. He wondered if she was there to apologise, If so, Roxas so sure he wanted to hear it. She knew he had a boyfriend, so why would she even try to make a move?

Raising a brow at the lone finger that was trailing down his chest suggestively coupled with the words that followed, the red head had to smirk at how the blond avoided using any dirty words. Laughing some more, Axel moved his hand from the blonds hip to cup the males face, smiling softly. "I'm flattered babe, but he is still yers. And wouldn't I be spendin' time with him every time I see his sexy owner?" Removing his hands from the male, emeralds watched as the male entered the bathroom.

The barista couldn't believe how fast everything went from being happy and intimate, to scary and threatening. Never before had Axel ever had an ex that was so keen on trying to get him back, but the fact that the raven before him was trying to hard made Axel see red. Emeralds flickered from the ravens form on the floor, to his boyfriends worriedly, hoping that his actions didn't scare the blond again. However soon his worries were gone, when the red head felt arms around his waist and Roxas at the corner of his eye. Silently Axel was thankful that the blond had approached him this time, and didn't seem to be afraid of being near him. That move alone, made the barista feel as if Roxas was reassured somewhat.

Raising a mocking brow at the scowl on the ravens features, emeralds quickly caught sight of a boot being aimed, and swiftly moved the gun away from the raven and turned it diagonally, successfully blocking the kick using the shotgun. Rolling his eyes emeralds still blazing, Axel spat back to the male without missing a beat. "Yer not doin' me any favours, dickhead. An' I don't give a fuck about yer LIFE STORY!  Roxas is Roxas, and whatever happened between you two or in the past is OVER! The Roxas that I know is fucking amazing and I love him. GO the fuck away an don't come back! An' I don't think I wanna know a scum bag such as yerself." Eyes watching the males every move as he back away and out of the bathroom, Axel could feel his boyfriend shaking as he hugged his side.

Mentally he prayed that his actions and words hadn't upset his boyfriend. Opening his mouth to spit out another retort, the red head soon closed it when he heard Roxas pipe up and fire back in a angry tone. Raising a confused brow, Axel couldn't help but realise that there still was a lot of things he had yet to learn about Roxas- this defiantly being one of them. However on the other hand, from years of dating experience the red head felt as if there was a lot of 'loose ends' in between Roxas and the raven, things that haven't been made clear yet. As much as Axel hated himself for even suggesting it, but maybe Roxas and Vanitas should talk it out, perhaps then the male would finally give up?

So caught up in his thoughts, Axel missed trying to stop his boyfriend from moving away from behind him and towards the male, and reached out in an effort to stop the male, Axel soon quickly pulled his hand back in shock. Staring in surprise at Roxas, Axel stood there shifting his weight from one foot to another, mentally debating on whether or not he should step in. Deciding that Roxas should be fine, the red head glared back hatefully at the raven. But then again, maybe the two of them talking it out could make things worse, since Axel couldn't help but feel that Vanitas was going to try once more. But what he was going to do next was what really made the red head worried- first fists now and shotgun? What next?

Watching as the male walked away and slammed the door when he left, Axel realised a sigh before jumping slightly at the gun being taken from his possession and thrown to the floor. Opening his mouth once more, Axel soon shut it again when he was suddenly being kissed and backed into the wall, in a rushed heavy make out session. Silently the barista wondered why the kiss was so desperate and needy, but he wasn't about to complain as Axel quickly responded and moved his own lips against the blonds. Chuckling breathlessly at the words, the barista's hand was on the blonds cheek once more as he replied. "Nah Sunshine, I wouldn't let a bastard like that kill me that easy." Smirking at the tongue that quickly ended his mouth, Axel quickly moved his own tongue and soon took control of the kiss.

Groaning softly as those petal lips moved away, Axel took deep breaths trying to gain control of his breathing, while smirking softly and shaking his head. "Its fine babe, he's jus a lowly dick. An' I know, never doubted you once." Sighing softly as those lips met his once more, Axel moved his own against the blonds before their kiss was interrupted again when the puppy found them. Raising a brow, the barista briefly wondered how the dog could climb up all those stairs being as small as he was.

Turning his attention back to Roxas has he heard the male groan, Axel shrugged helplessly not really knowing how to answer, and just settled on whispering a soft "I dunno." Axel wrapped one hand around the blonds waist and moved the other to the males upper back, stroking the blonds soft and exposed skin softly. Axel turned his head away from Roxas at the sound of the door knocking, and furrowing his brows irritably at how un-quiet their Christmas morning was so far.

Nodding, Axel soon smirked deviously and faux pouted. "Awwh babe, I like what ya wearin' now. Shows...Mmmmm everything." And by everything the barista meant, all the marks he had left from their lovemaking- it was defiantly a hot sight. Chuckling amusedly at how they were both thinking the same thing, Axel winked then soon his face turned blank at the last part. Never before had anyone ever said that it was hot when he got angry, in fact most said the sight was downright scary. Quickly recovering, Axel continued to smirk and leaned downwards until his mouth was hovering near Roxas' ear, while at the same time placing both hands on the blonds towel covered behind. Purring hotly Axel fired back teasingly. "Mmm I could always leave a few more by goin' another round. I wouldn't mind seein' your hot body withering in pleasure again, now that's fucking hot. I look forward ta that babe~"

Shivering Axel growled playfully at the whisper, before watching predatorily as the giggling male smirked and winked. Licking his bottom lip as emeralds watched the towel being removed, Axel quickly snapped out of his trance at remembering the door needed to be answered and begrudgingly tore his gaze away from the sight, and strolled out of the bedroom, down the stairs, to the front door. Opening the door, the barista rose a brow at the slender looking woman who stood at Roxas' door step. Immediately he couldn't help but wonder if the woman was the land lady because of how formally she dressed and the sports car that was parked near his own.

Blue eyes finally opening and looking over, he was shocked to not see the red head beside him. His arm was naturally stretched out, as if reaching out for Axel. Reaching out but he wasn’t there. The worst did flick through his mind but soon after realised the red head never left him, not completely, just left the bed. He slept so well in the arms of his love. Axel was so warm, his skin felt so amazing. Roxas would gladly lie in bed with Axel all day, just touching that god like skin. When he touched Axel’s tattoo last night, he had worried for his own. Though his tattoo was well covered, if you stroked just the right spots, you could still feel the scars. That would only lead to more questions. Axel already hated Vanitas, and he prayed that the raven wouldn’t show up today. Not Christmas day. He honestly hoped Vanitas was gone forever. If he knew the raven - partially he did; he would be plotting revenge. To the extent he feared for Axel’s life. Axel packed a punch rather well, but could he stand up to Vanitas if he had a weapon? These were thoughts that plagued his mind briefly last night as he stroked Axel’s tattoo.

"Babe, the pup is perfect. I love him.. hm, well. I can’t think of anything better, I mean.. we’ve only just got him so.. We still have a bit of time, right? Maybe inspiration will hit.." he said the word ‘we’ve’ so naturally, because in his eyes the pup was both of their’s. If Axel was going to be at his often, he saw no problems with the red headed barista being friendly with the little fella. "Do you know if he’s had his jabs and shit? We could go for a walk later.." he laughed softly, knowing exactly how the puppy would react to snow. It would be surely adorable. "Fuck.. I haven’t got a lead or anything.. and it’s Christmas day, no where’s gonna be open now.." he gave a small shrug and a sigh, holding Axel’s hands and smiling softly. "I’m glad you stayed with me last night babe, I really love your cuddles.." he whispered, sounding all sappy. “What have you done with me Ax, got me talking all cute and shit..” he half laughed again before tenderly kissing that red head, flashes of images of the barista’s naked body as he gently held his partner. God he loved Axel’s body.

He smiled softly as he walked into the bathroom. He couldn’t be assed with a bath, a shower would be fine for now he supposed. Before shutting the door, he quickly turned back to Axel and in a melodic tone said. “Hey Ax?.. Merry Christmas~” He wondered why the red head wasn’t home with his family. Maybe he was like Roxas, not a family person. Or more so, Roxas wanted to be a family person. He would give anything to have his family around the table again, laughing and joking over crap cracker jokes, tucking into that delicious turkey and stuffing. Damn his dad made some kick ass stuffing. He hadn’t heared from his dad in a while. It was only early morning, but he always heard form him, wether it was a Christmas card, or a text, sometimes a phone call. Maybe he forgot.. No, how could your father forget it was Christmas. Hm. He decided not to think too much of it, stepping into the shower and standing under the gloriously hot rays.

He refused to rethink about his dreams from last night. He wanted to focus on Axel, on the puppy, on Christmas, but as he stood under those rays, hands against the wall for a moment, he couldn’t help but wince in rememberance. He just remembred his mother, screaming. Giving birth, it was such an odd dream. He wanted to forget what she said.

"My boy! Let me see my baby boy!"- As Roxas was rushed into intensive care, barely breathing. "My girl! My little girl… my baby.. girl.." - Followed by a fit of tears.

That was just his imagination right? That couldn’t actually be real. Roxas only had a sixth sense for putting nightmares on paper. Some seemed more real than others, this seemed extremly real. As if he was there watching over her, over the situation. Roxas yelped as the water suddenly turned cold. He quickly jumped back, had his hand over his heart and his back pressed to the shower. The light flickered, as it sometimes did when it was on for too long, and for a moment, a brief moment. Roxas was scared. He didn’t believe in ghosts or demons, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t feel a presence. He waited for the shower to get warm again and continued to clean himself, making sure he cleaned his ass from the seed Axel released there. God last night was so amazing, it definietly made up for the whole situation with the muscly blond. It would always scar him, but he figured, after making love to the man who declared love to him; he couldn’t be sad. Not today, not Christmas

Fucking bastard, just wait till I get my hands on him. He won’t stand a chance. He’ll learn not to mess with a raven. Thick leather boots walked down a cobbly lane, metal on the boots clinking every so often, chains on the jeans making a noise also. Next to Roxas’ house, there was a lane, a lane that let him get through to the blond’s back garden, sneak in through the back and not even be noticed. Vanitas snarled as he popped the collar of his leather jacket, flicking the butt of his cigarette into a nearby wall. Loading up his shotgun, he carefully opened the garden back gate. Vanitas was going to take a wild guess and assume Axel had been staying with the blond. If he wasn’t, this would make his job a lot easier. Reaching the back door, he raised his boot to firmly kick down the door. It was always weak. Ever since he kicked it in a year back, it was always on its last hinges. Seeing Axel stood in the kitchen, he rose the gun and spoke in a low, deep voice. “Move, and I shoot.” He prepared the shotgun, ready to aim and fire. “I’ll be back for you, ass hole.” moving slowly, he walked around the kitchen, gun aimed at Axel before he reached the bottom of the stairs and darted up them. "Roxas.. Roxy baby, oh.. where are you…" He chuckled darkly. 

"Sunshine, the pups' yours and ya can name it whatever the fuck ya want." Glancing away from his blond and at the puppy who was running around in a circle trying to catch its tail, Axel soon turned back to Roxas again at the next question. Shit, he forgot to ask Reno if the pup did have its needles. Well the barista assumed that since the puppy's owners were dog trainers, it would have been given the best treatment and would have been up to date with everything.

"Dunno, kinda assumed he was since his last owners were dog trainers yanno? Maybe it's in the book? I can ring my bro an' ask?" Gritting his teeth Axel face palmed at the thought of forgetting that little fact. Now that he had a clear head and wasn't worrying about getting back to Roxas, Axel soon realised there was a lot of things that he didn't know about the pup- Did it have rabies? Was it registered to Roxas? Did it have flees? Pulling away from his thoughts again, Axel rose a brow and was about to answer the question when Roxas answered himself, chuckling he winked at the blond all the while smiling amusedly.

Axel had a feeling the blond would want to take the puppy out in the snow, if it wasn't Christmas day Axel would have picked up a leash as well. Smiling back at Roxas and rubbing the hands in his possession with his thumbs, Axel chuckled softly and smirked. "Me too~ Did I 'warm ya up' babe?" Giving the blond a fake shocked look, the red head fired back playfully. "Shouldn't I be askin' you that?" Smirking Axel met his own lips with Roxas', kissing him tenderly and softly all the while smiling happily.

Roxas really was too perfect. Groaning disappointingly as Roxas pulled away to head towards the bathroom, Axel watched the blonds behind for a few moments before turning around to go downstairs when Roxas words stopped him. Looking over his shoulder, Axel smiled and replied back. " Feliz Navidad a ti también, sol brillo~" Smiling for a few moments more, the barista turned around and walked out of the blonds bedroom, down the stairs to the kitchen with the pup in hand. Once the kettle was on and boiling, Axel moved to the opposite bench and folded his arms, leaning against the surface, smiling to himself. Truth be told, he still couldn't believe last night really happened, it still seemed like the whole thing was a dream and that he would wake up soon. But however, Axel was on his way to believing, if the numerous love bites didn't say anything. Chuckling the barista reached up and placed a palm to the side of his neck, feeling a pulsing feeling under his palm- Damn his blond bit hard.

Smirking to himself he rubbed the area with his fingers, before gazing around the room idly. It never occurred to the red head that today was Christmas day, normally on this occasion he wouldn't be working and would be with family- but after everything that has happened from his past, Axel couldn't bare going there and facing everyone. Seeing their empty and fake sympathetic gazes, it angered him to see it and hear it. Everyone had found out what happened from the news, and the whole ordeal left a bitter taste in his mouth- even though it's been years since the incident, his relatives never looked at him the same way since.

Now he just felt like an outsider, and it was the reason that Axel refused to go to any family related event that included his whole family. It was cruel to think that way, the barista knew, but being there he was reminded of what happened all those years ago, all those memories being brought up made going to see his relatives so much worse. Snapping out of his thoughts at hearing a sudden command, Axel gazed up and instantly his eyes and jaw hardened at who he saw that walked in uninvited. Merry-fucking -Christmas to me, he thought bitterly as the barista didn't move. Eyes glued to the man's figure, the red head glared as he watched the raven disappear around the corner, no doubt going to find Roxas.

Gritting his teeth, Axel growled and slowly started to follow the raven a few minutes later. As much as the red head wanted to chase the asshole, the raven had a gun in his hand and had a slight advantage. Axel knew that he could easily over power the male, but risking Roxas life wasn't something he wanted. Using his almost long forgotten skills, Axel quietly moved up the stairs, and along the floorboards reaching the blonds room in time to hear from the door way Roxas saying 'kill me.' Opening the door quietly, Axel snuck up on the male and watched emotionlessly as the male turned around and yelled for him. That was it, that was all it took for him to snap. Growling, the barista quickly reached out and grabbed a hold of the collar on the back of ravens shirt, and forcibly yanked the raven downwards towards the ground.

Whilst the male was in temporary shock and quickly falling to the ground, Axel took advantage of his stupor to grab the weapon and twirled it around like a baton, just in time to point it at the males chest as he hit the ground. "Merry fucking Christmas to ya, I already have!" He spat venomously and growled, emeralds flashing in anger, still pointing the gun at the ravens chest- not intending to fire but trying to intimidate. Remembering that Roxas was still there, he continued. "You're a fuckin' THICK HEADED DICK! DONT YA FUCKING GET IT YOU CUNT?! ROXAS DOESN'T WANT YOU! HE NEVER FUCKING WILL! And its low that ya keep comin' back WHILE FUCKING KNOWNING HE HAS A BOYFRIEND. Thinkin you will ever get him back is disgusting, besides if Roxas liked any of the shit ya did he wouldn't have broken up with you fucktard! And using this as leverage--"

Gesturing to the gun in his hand as the red head said this, he continued to yell. "Won't get ya anywhere!" Emeralds narrowing into slits, Axel raked his eyes down the males form and then at the gun in his possession. "The only way ya could hav' gotten this is if ya in the black market, since this is a silencer AND a special model. Only people who--" Trailing off, it all clicked in the red heads mind. The baristas eyes widened in slight disblief as he whispered intringuingly. "Your an assassin aren't ya, dick shit? No wonder I can easily beat ya, you're a low ranking one. Intestin'... never thought I would find one."