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kh_drabbleTitle: Accidents Waiting to Happen
Challenge: None
Rating: G
Word Count: 344
Notes: I beat KH II, and am in love with Axel/Roxas. Dedicated to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
_michael_sama, my darling hellfire.
Warnings: Contains minor spoilers for Kingdom Hearts II.
we are accidents
waiting
waiting to happen
Roxas wishes, sometimes, that he could just show Axel what it is like to know the things he knows, to have those almost-real-yet-not-quite flickers of feeling whip at his empty-cold chest. He wishes he could press the feeling into the lukewarm body that holds onto his like he’s a prize, and he wishes he could learn what Axel would say when he’s faced with these phantom things they can only dream about.
He thinks Axel would be surprised, and very happy, but he wants to know what Axel would feel when he was holding him. He wishes to know if Axel would feel love, when they were tangled together in Axel’s bed, when he’s spread out under the hellfire, and he wishes to know if Axel would feel fear, when he says he wants to run away forever and never come back.
He knows he can’t do anything, but he tries anyway, when Axel isn’t aware. He tries pressing his faux feelings into Axel’s body at night, when they’re together – he spreads his hands out over Axel’s so empty chest (the phantom sadness hurts him so much to feel nothing against his palms, when he knows there should be something) and he tries to force the dream-like feeling from his own not-so-body and into Axel’s.
He’s never accomplished anything, despite the fact that he’s been trying it for days now, but he doesn’t plan on giving up any time soon.
Sometimes, when he tries hard enough, he sees Axel smile in his sleep, or frown, or even laugh, gently, under his breath. He pours all he can into it, and when he does, he knows that Axel’s dreaming of things he doesn’t remember, as Roxas does at night, and he knows that at least it’s working a little bit, even if Axel doesn’t know it.
Sometimes, that’s all he cares about, because then Axel knows, remembers a little bit more, when Roxas forgets a little bit more, and it’s worth the holes it burns to see a smile slip onto the hellfire’s lips.
Challenge: None
Rating: G
Word Count: 344
Notes: I beat KH II, and am in love with Axel/Roxas. Dedicated to
_michael_sama, my darling hellfire.Warnings: Contains minor spoilers for Kingdom Hearts II.
waiting
waiting to happen
Roxas wishes, sometimes, that he could just show Axel what it is like to know the things he knows, to have those almost-real-yet-not-quite flickers of feeling whip at his empty-cold chest. He wishes he could press the feeling into the lukewarm body that holds onto his like he’s a prize, and he wishes he could learn what Axel would say when he’s faced with these phantom things they can only dream about.
He thinks Axel would be surprised, and very happy, but he wants to know what Axel would feel when he was holding him. He wishes to know if Axel would feel love, when they were tangled together in Axel’s bed, when he’s spread out under the hellfire, and he wishes to know if Axel would feel fear, when he says he wants to run away forever and never come back.
He knows he can’t do anything, but he tries anyway, when Axel isn’t aware. He tries pressing his faux feelings into Axel’s body at night, when they’re together – he spreads his hands out over Axel’s so empty chest (the phantom sadness hurts him so much to feel nothing against his palms, when he knows there should be something) and he tries to force the dream-like feeling from his own not-so-body and into Axel’s.
He’s never accomplished anything, despite the fact that he’s been trying it for days now, but he doesn’t plan on giving up any time soon.
Sometimes, when he tries hard enough, he sees Axel smile in his sleep, or frown, or even laugh, gently, under his breath. He pours all he can into it, and when he does, he knows that Axel’s dreaming of things he doesn’t remember, as Roxas does at night, and he knows that at least it’s working a little bit, even if Axel doesn’t know it.
Sometimes, that’s all he cares about, because then Axel knows, remembers a little bit more, when Roxas forgets a little bit more, and it’s worth the holes it burns to see a smile slip onto the hellfire’s lips.
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