InsaneJournal

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Fuck.

It had seemed like that was what they were doing at the time.

Hands sliding underneath their clothes, seeking skin and warmth. Even as they kissed, they could feel their lips being pressed and that was it. Even as he drove deep into him and felt the heat all around him, it was only friction. It wasn’t intoxicating. It wasn’t supposed to give Axel that kind of high.

Of course, he knew why.

But now, he was gazing at his “best friend”. Roxas was sleeping, tired from having sex. Axel was a little exhausted, but he could probably go another round.

Sora was alive.

Roxas was so lucky.

Pretty soon, he’d want to be whole, in a different way that Axel couldn’t give to him.

“Fuck,” he said, shaking his head. He slipped under the covers and wrapped his arms around his best friend. It really seemed like that was what they were doing this entire time and it shouldn’t mean anything, but it did.

He didn’t want to let go. 

You’re my heart now, he thought, closing his eyes.

Fin.

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A/n: … I like this one.