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Challenge; [o89] No Good Deed (Goes Unpunished)
Title; Dreamcatcher
Word Count; 408
Notes; Mild Hayner/Roxas, and.... not-so mild Sora/Hayner. And for those who aren’t familiar with Japanese customs: a teruterubouzu is paper doll (usually made by little kids) to plead the gods for good weather. It’s also said if you write your wishes on a slip of paper and hang it up on a tree in a shrine the wish will come true, and that your dream on the first night of the year is supposed to come true! Oh, and sorry for the long read. 8D;;

”What’re you doin’, Roxas?” came Hayner’s loud, bright voice as he leaned over the other male’s shoulder. After several seconds of silence and furious work, he finally held up the finished Dreamcatcher. Roxas allowed his friend to admire his handiwork before pinning the Dreamcatcher on his wall. Hayner’s head tilted to the side as he folded his arms across his chest. “Uh... so, what is it?” he asked, an eyebrow arched in amusement. Roxas let a smile slip onto his normally apathetic expression as he turned to the other boy.

“It’s a Dreamcatcher. It’s supposed to catch bad dreams, and since it’s New Year’s, I don’t want to risk having any bad dreams, right?” A cheery laugh was his response, and his friend patted him on the back heartily.

“You don’t seem like the kinda guy who’d be into all these superstitions. You probably put up a teruterubouzu before a trip, or write your wishes on a slip of paper and hang it up on a tree, huh?” Hayner continued to tease, nudging Roxas’s side. The other teen gave his friend a light glare and pushing him out of his room.

“Ju-just go home! I need to get some sleep,” he said, a bit flustered. Hayner laughed again, holding his hands up in defeat.

“Alright, alright! Sweet dreams, princess,” the blonde teen called before the door was shut in his face.

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Two figures, drowned in passion and glistening with sweat, continued their heated kisses and fumbling fingers, the third presence in the room going unnoticed. Their heavy breathing and rising moans filled the room as their lustful desires became actions.

Fingers dug themselves into tanned skin, the odd darkening of the thin digits making obvious his love for gloves. The smaller of the two jerked upwards, body spasming as he reached his climax, one name escaping his lips. The other teen came as well, collapsing onto the brunette boy. There was a brief pause; a moment to shift around and get comfortable, before a giggle left the dark-haired male’s lips as he cuddled into his partner’s chest. An arm came to wrap itself around the boy’s frame and sleep took the best of them.

A blonde spirit, hand shaking lightly, reached out to touch the teen with windswept hair. He withdrew before he made contact, closing his eyes and clenching his fist.

My dream came true. I was able to stay by Hayner’s side.

As he turned to look away, the Dreamcatcher stared at him, and all Roxas could do was stare back.