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salmon_pinkTitle: Far Beyond Saving
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: Axel/Roxas
Rating: PG-13
Words: 367
Timeline: 358/2 Days
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fan_flashworks, prompt "hot water".
Summary: Saïx’s warning comes far too late.
Axel feels Saïx’s presence before he sees him. That familiar razor-edge calm, serene but with a threat of shattering into something dangerous with just a parting of the clouds. Axel’s eyes sweep across the high corridor, catching the shadow of Saïx’s coat, the coldness in his yellow eyes.
“Ho, what’s that look for?” Axel grins, hands on his hips, tilting his head in something too twisted and deliberate to be real innocence. “What am I in hot water for this time?”
Saïx stares back at him, hard and with a distance that seems to grow between them with every passing day.
“Number XIII,” he says slowly, just as Axel knew he would. “You’re getting too close.”
And Axel wants to laugh, but he can’t find it in him. Getting too close, it’s such a joke, because he’s too far gone already.
It’s so beyond too late.
It’s there in the way Roxas’ body feels so right beside him when they’re sat in their usual spot, Twilight Town quiet beneath their dangling feet. It’s there in the way Roxas always frowns a little when he eats his ice cream, the way he always stands a touch too close on missions, the way Roxas looks at him like Axel knows everything.
It’s there in the taste of Roxas’ lips, the way his hands settle so naturally against Axel’s waist. It’s there in the flutter of Roxas’ eyelashes and the arch of his back, the way he learns so fast, the way his skin always feels warmer than he has a right to be.
It was too late from the moment Roxas first smiled at him. It was too late the first time he looked at Axel, hesitant but hopeful, testing the word ‘friends’ on his tongue.
Saïx’s eyes narrow, and Axel wonders how much he suspects. Maybe he’s not as aware as he thinks, because if Saïx truly knew, he wouldn’t be here, with his warnings and his caution and something that once upon a time might have been worry, before they lost the capacity to feel such emotions.
If Saïx really knew anything, he’d realise Axel’s already in too deep, and he’s long since surrendered himself to drowning.
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: Axel/Roxas
Rating: PG-13
Words: 367
Timeline: 358/2 Days
Notes: For
fan_flashworks, prompt "hot water".Summary: Saïx’s warning comes far too late.
Axel feels Saïx’s presence before he sees him. That familiar razor-edge calm, serene but with a threat of shattering into something dangerous with just a parting of the clouds. Axel’s eyes sweep across the high corridor, catching the shadow of Saïx’s coat, the coldness in his yellow eyes.
“Ho, what’s that look for?” Axel grins, hands on his hips, tilting his head in something too twisted and deliberate to be real innocence. “What am I in hot water for this time?”
Saïx stares back at him, hard and with a distance that seems to grow between them with every passing day.
“Number XIII,” he says slowly, just as Axel knew he would. “You’re getting too close.”
And Axel wants to laugh, but he can’t find it in him. Getting too close, it’s such a joke, because he’s too far gone already.
It’s so beyond too late.
It’s there in the way Roxas’ body feels so right beside him when they’re sat in their usual spot, Twilight Town quiet beneath their dangling feet. It’s there in the way Roxas always frowns a little when he eats his ice cream, the way he always stands a touch too close on missions, the way Roxas looks at him like Axel knows everything.
It’s there in the taste of Roxas’ lips, the way his hands settle so naturally against Axel’s waist. It’s there in the flutter of Roxas’ eyelashes and the arch of his back, the way he learns so fast, the way his skin always feels warmer than he has a right to be.
It was too late from the moment Roxas first smiled at him. It was too late the first time he looked at Axel, hesitant but hopeful, testing the word ‘friends’ on his tongue.
Saïx’s eyes narrow, and Axel wonders how much he suspects. Maybe he’s not as aware as he thinks, because if Saïx truly knew, he wouldn’t be here, with his warnings and his caution and something that once upon a time might have been worry, before they lost the capacity to feel such emotions.
If Saïx really knew anything, he’d realise Axel’s already in too deep, and he’s long since surrendered himself to drowning.
