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“I’m not kidding, you really do snore.”
sharing a bed
“And you kick - neither of us had the most restful sleep,” Vexen complained quietly, his hand moving up to rub at his neck. Sore. He was always sore.
“There’s little I can do about my snoring, Zexion. Unless you have a suggestion?”
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Packed nicely together in a vase is a bouquet of flowers, of blue flax, blue hyacinth, iris, pink carnation, tea rose, and straight in the center of the mess of flowers was one single red rose, tucked away. A tag with his name is located at the bottom of the vase, placed with care.
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Blue Flax — “Youare very kind.”Blue Hyacinth — “I will give my life to your service.”Iris — “Your friendship means so much to me”Pink Carnation — “I’ll never forget you.”Tea Rose — “I’ll remember, always.”Red Rose — “I love you”
Love was a conceptforeign to Vexen, one that he could not possibly understand, even if his heartwere in tact. That was what the other members of the Organisation would say ifquestioned – all except Zexion. There was little that Vexen remembered from before he lost his heart. Shatteredmemories scattered within him, only the brief echo of a remaining sensation,the odd word, familiar feelings that he couldn’t quite explain. However, theone thing that he was certain about was his closeness to Zexion. The comfort hefelt when he was there, the concern he felt when he was on a mission as well asthe flutter when their hands locked together as they had done on manyoccasions.He knew that deep down he couldn’t possibly love the younger man, that it was ascientific impossibility. Nevertheless, he couldn’t deny to himself thebutterflies he felt around he who meant far more to him than anyone else. Whetheror not it was mutual he could not ask, so would have to suffice with ponderingas he did many other scientific questions without answers.That was until he saw the display of flowers.While to Vexen many floral displays were meretricious, there was a clear amountof meaning behind the gift given by the younger Nobody. Each flower had adifferent meaning, friendship, dedication, and while he knew he couldn’t be so– love. Part of him wondered if he actually had a heart in such a moment, butno beating could be felt in his chest. Then why did he feel such a strange warmrush of affection.“I am unsure what to say, other than every single one of these is mutual.Clearly you are far better expressing such sentiments than I could hope to be,”he uttered as a wrinkled hand moved up, his fingers tracing along the slightlyindented mark from the pen where the note had been written to him. He stayedsilent for a moment before he turned, his emerald eyes forcing themselves up tolook at the smaller Nobody. To think there could be so much light packed intosomeone consumed by darkness, there was truly nothing in the castle better thanZexion. There was so much he wanted to say, to tell Zexion how bright he was,how caring, how he would be nothing without him, but while all the words hedesperately wanted to say screamed in his mind – they couldn’t leave his lips.Opting for the often-used expression of affection, he simply moved his hand up,squeezing Zexion’s in his own.“Thank you,” he said, hesitating a moment as he glanced towards the door. Whilethey certainly weren’t doing anything wrong, it was still an intensely privatemoment that he wanted to keep just so – even from the likes of Lexaeus whom healso deeply trusted. Once certain Nobody was within earshot, he turned hisattention back to Zexion.“I would-… I would like to kiss you, if it would be appropriate.”
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I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧ I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧ I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).
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“You can come out now Ienzo, Even’s heading to the other side of the Garden.”
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For someone so cold, it was strange for Vexen to feel a warm, comforting feeling in his belly. Still, at the sensation of Zexion’s smaller hand wrapping around his own, he felt almost butterflies within him.
“Zexion, it has been a wile since you’ve held my hand,” Vexen spoke softly to the younger Nobody, in a tone much softer than his usual shrill voice. Lifting his hand up, he pressed his thin lips gently to the back of Zexion’s fingers in a small, unseen gesture of affection.
“I was beginning to worry I’d felt your touch for the last time.”
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“It took some digging but I was able to find the book you mentioned in Yen Sid’s library.” History Of The World, Third Edition. It was something that Riku had looked over a few times before the title had fully clicked; reading World instead of Worlds had just felt foreign and wrong.
That was the point, though. The book was old and written before the great split had scattered the World into the Worlds, fracturing the Light into pieces spreading across the sky. Ancient history but... if they wanted to know how to fight Xehanort, then learning about ancient history seemed like the best way to start.
He had also missed the title since braille wasn’t available with the old books, and he had been forced to listen to Fiona babble on as she had listed the titles off for him.
The Master forced a smile as he held the tome out for the other male. “It won’t do me any good now so. I’m sure you’ll get a lot more out of it.”
