vatheon | [Day 285]

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axel,
roxas

[Day 285]

Who: Roxas and Axel
When: Evening
Where: Starting in their apartment
Style: Whatever you like♥
Status: Closed

On first entering the apartment, it wasn't obvious anything special was going on. Roxas was casually dressed (no one told him to be otherwise), all the usual lights were on, and though he looked eager to see his friend, it wasn't out of the ordinary for him to be so.

But there was a lingering smell of meat sauce in the kitchen, and on closer inspection the pillows were missing from the sofa. Roxas had managed to get everything ready while Axel was out of the apartment for a bit. The spaghetti was cooked and the candles were lit--but the set-up wasn't actually in the apartment. If there was one thing he thought he'd gotten right, it was location.

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Axel had been out and about for a good chunk of the day running errands and otherwise taking some time for himself, so he was looking forward to a nice rest when he would get home. What Axel hadn't expected was, well, some interesting perks about the apartment.

Setting foot in the living room, Axel glanced around looking for Roxas, at the same time noting the missing pillows.

"Roxas?"

"Axel," he answered, smiling at his friend's arrival. He just barely suppressed some fidgetting, a little nervous, a little excited, and trying hard not to show it.

"You hungry for dinner? I thought we could go out." Good, that came out pretty smoothly, no stammering. Maybe Axel wouldn't suspect anything.

"Mm, guess I am." He paused for a moment before adding, "Did you cook in here?" Because it definitely smelled like it. Or at least there had to be food nearby.

"Um, yeah. I'm trying to learn." Well, he didn't ask what he was cooking or why...

"What's the occasion? Or are you just trying to learn how to cook all on your own?" So domestic, Roxas. And, yeah, still cute.

"Well, it seems like a good thing to know." He couldn't help fidgetting some now, lifting a hand to scratch his head. "We should go eat."

"Sounds like a plan, little dude." With that he clapped a hand on Roxas' shoulder and gave him a little shake. "So, where to?"

"I've- got a spot picked out." Giving Axel a quick smile, he opened a portal in the apartment.

On the other side of it was a rooftop. Not the same one they'd had their makeout session on months ago, but one similarly high with a good view of the bubble. To one side of the roof was where not just the sofa pillows but really every pillow they had in the apartment (including Axel's happy sunshine one) had been relocated to serve for comfortable seating. The red candles were placed somewhat randomly, and the scent of cinnamon mingled with that of the two waiting plates of spaghetti.

He just hoped it wouldn't be a spot with tons of bugs or wind. Because geez it was cold outside enough as it was and bugs were just not cool at all. But Axel didn't question and simply followed Roxas on through the Portal to the other side--

--Where he just about choked on air for a second.

So that's where the pillows went. And... candles. Right. He remembered that. ~~He shouldn't have said anything.~~

"So, uh--" He scrambled for words to say for a beat. "... Is that the pillow Sora gave me?" Point point just say anything, Axel.

Once they were through, Roxas turned to look at his friend for a reaction. Well, he certainly seemed surprised, but he wasn't sure if it was a good surprised or a bad surprised.

"Yeah. Is- that okay?" And was all of it okay?

To be honest, Axel wasn't sure if he was surprised in a good or a bad way either. This was odd and so unlike Roxas, but just like that time under the mistletoe Axel didn't want to make him feel bad for his efforts. So with a sigh he managed a smile and nodded.

"Yeah. 'course it's ok."

Roxas smiled again, but he wasn't oblivious; he could tell Axel was still unsure. He reached for his hand to tug him over where they could sit down.

"C'mon. I tried some of the spaghetti so- it's not gonna kill you or anything." The pasta was maybe a little undercooked, and there were a few burnt bits in the meat sauce, but overall he thought it was pretty good.

At least the hand holding thing was somewhat familiar by now. Axel let himself be dragged along and once he was over by the pillows he flopped down on a pile of them. Well, looked like they'd need to clean some of these pillows tomorrow. ... At least as long as Axel didn't get sick from eating this food.

He rested his elbow up on the little table first and eyed Roxas, brow raised.

"So you took my advice, didn't you?"

Roxas plopped down with him, letting his hand go so he could take up his fork. He looked back at Axel and gave a sheepish shrug.

"You said to surprise you."

"That's right, I did." And he certainly did too. Axel picked up a fork as well but not before playfully nudging Roxas in the side with his elbow. He could totally get through with this! Just had to play safe and not act too weird.

This was looking more promising. He was just really surprised, huh?

"So you like it," he concluded, smiling with relief.

Who wouldn't be? With all the pillows missing and suddenly having them up on a roof surrounded by romantic candle light, how could anyone not be surprised? After stabbing his fork into his pasta Axel twirled to pick some of the noodles up.

"Yeah. I'll give you credit, man. You managed to pull it off without me noticing."

"That part was kinda tricky," Roxas admitted. He paused for a slightly-less-than-polite forkful of noodles; no one had taught him the twirling trick, but at least he was trying not to talk with his mouth full. "I was starting to think I'd have to set up while you were napping. You don't get out enough."

You are so adorable, man. He held back a laugh as he watched Roxas fiddle around with his food before he nommed away himself, much neater than his buddy over there, mind you. Well, this wasn't actually too bad.

"'scuse me?" he huffed. "I get out enough."

He wasn't being that messy, jeez!

"Uh-huh." Obvious skepticism there. But he was still curious what Axel did spend his time doing when he went out. "So what were you up to today?"

"Took a walk. Ran a couple errands. Trained a little this morning, too." Because Axel didn't want to get rusty with his skills while he was here. He just needed to keep himself occupied with something.

"In other words, I'm probably the most boring roommate you're ever gonna have."

"Like you could ever be boring," Roxas said, nudging him with his shoulder. "I don't plan on having any other roommates anyway."

Axel scoffed and nudged him back after nomming a little more pasta. "Oh, that's right. 'cause if you got another one, who else are you gonna send stupid letters to back and forth even though we live in the same apartment?"

Roxas laughed. "Exactly. I'd have a hard time finding someone else who's enough of a dork for that-- or for half the stuff we do."

"Who're you callin' a dork?" Axel laughed in return, pointing his fork in Roxas' direction. "I think you're more of a dork for putting up with me."

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