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34. Gentle Peck
Zexion picks the flower petals from his person meticulously, one by one. From his hair, from his hood, from his pockets, even the ones that had somehow ended up beneath his shirt and into his boots; they all end up on the floor, some whole, some crushed between his thumb and forefinger. Marluxia claims he has no control over them, but Zexion is convinced he creates them on purpose and is waiting for the day he misses one and is discovered by Lexaeus or Vexen.
Zexion is determined to keep that from happening. The resulting headache would not be worth it. Marluxia is a traitor to the Organization, and though they have no proof, they know it to be true and if either of the men finds out Zexionâs been ... seeing him, theyâll no doubt try to intervene.
He walks up to Marluxia, whoâs lounging on a chair and looking entirely too satisfied with himself, and pecks him goodbye. They donât pretend they arenât on opposing sides here in Castle Oblivion, they just ... ignore it. This is unofficial, no power-play or politics involved; they know they canât use each other, both too loyal to their own causes to be convinced otherwise. So they play their games in secret, enjoy each otherâs company whenever they can, no strings attached. It will have to end when the boy with the Keyblade finds his way into the Castle, they both know it, but for now theyâre allowed to have this much. He pulls away with a smirk of his own, and summons a Corridor with a flick of his wrist.
âI will see you later.â
