It had been a long day and Roxas was absolutely frazzled. Trying to meet several deadlines was hectic enough, but with his stupid cousin riding his ass about a hand painted prop he'd been guilted into agreeing to, Roxas was ready to rip his hair out. He definitely needed a drink tonight. After straightening his mess of a studio, he grabbed his keys was and was out the door. Not in the mood for his usual bar, which was always crawling with fools who'd fuck anything with legs, he opted to cruise until he'd found another. A few blocks later Roxas spotted something that nearly made him slam on breaks in the middle of an intersection.

He'd seen him ducking into a grungy looking bar. Pulling into one of the empty spots near the sidewalk, Roxas had to take a moment to still the butterflies in his stomach. Never in a million years did he think he'd actually see him outside the store. Sure he'd hoped for it but now that it had actually happened he couldn't believe it! Roxas wanted to bang the Palettes clerk since he'd first laid eyes on him. That day was still fresh in his mind.

Groaning, Roxas sent the email with an angry click. The owner of an animal shelter across town wanted him to paint a mural 'to liven up the place' but wouldn't agree to the set price. After two days of arguing back and forth and threats to 'out him for treason' to the shelter Roxas currently worked at the owner agreed to a price. Roxas still managed to cheat the woman though, but only because she was being an ass. Wanting to go ahead and get the project over with, Roxas clomped upstairs to his studio (which was just the loft)and sat down at his table to get started on the sketch only to find that he had no more paper, or any paints for that matter. Cursing his misfortune, he stomped all the way to his car and drove to the closest supply store.

"Hello, welcome to Palettes." Roxas barely acknowledged the employee as he marched to get what he needed. It was only until he'd dumped all his supplies in front of the register did he notice the cashier. "Find everything okay?"

"Ye—uh… Yeah…" He tried so hard not to stare. The guy was so hot. Nice facial features. Nice hair. A little tall but Roxas liked em taller than himself. And those eyes. Green happened to be one of Roxas' favorite colors.

"Working on a painting hm?" The man said, swiping the first item across the scanner. Time to flirt shamelessly.

"What gave me away?" Roxas asked sweetly with a smile while glancing at the redhead's nametag. Axel, huh? It fit.

"Just a wild guess." Axel responded with a small smirk.

"I'm painting a small mural actually." Roxas leaned against the counter and looked up at Axel through his lashes.

"Oh yeah? Well I hope it turns out good. Your total is thirty ninety-five."

Disappointed that they didn't have more time to talk, Roxas paid and took his bags. "See ya, Axel."

"See ya Blondie."

It then became Roxas' mission to get Axel's number but just his luck; he'd never managed to see the redhead. He'd only seen him once in the span of a month, and even then they didn't get a chance to speak. But now here was his chance! Raking a hand through his mess of hair, Roxas took a deep breath and got out, exhaling before heading for the door.

"Just play it cool." He mumbled to himself while pushing the door open. Axel struck him as the type to go for the ones who played hard to get.

"Red Headed Slut." Roxas said loud enough to be heard as he slid onto the stool next to his target. Axel turned, face twisted into a scowl and ready to fire off something in return but he stopped, his expression changing with a hiccup once he'd looked Roxas full in the face.

"Usually no. But I'm willing to make an exception for you Blondie." For a moment Roxas thought he'd been recognized. He tested the waters by ignoring the redhead. His previous assumption was correct. Axel took the bait. He smirked before licking his lips and leaning in closer. "So tell me Blondie, is this Red Headed Slut really all that?"

Roxas turned to look at Axel. He was still just as hot as before. "My name is Roxas, not Blondie. And why don't you just get one to try for yourself?"

"Well why don't I pay for this one so I can have a taste?" Axel winked and leaned even closer. "The name's Axel by the way. Get it memorized, since I'm sure that's all you'll be able to say later."

Roxas smirked. 'This will be fun.' He thought before proceeding to toy with the redhead even more. Once he was sure he had Axel right where he wanted him, the blond retreated to his car, Axel right behind him.

"Typical. Just typical." 'Playing right into my hands.' The shorter male reached up and dragged Axel down by his collar, kissing him full on the mouth. Axel pushed him away after a moment, blinking stupidly.

"What's going on here? I thought you weren't interested?" Roxas chided the taller man before commanding him to get in the car. Axel asked too many questions for someone about to get laid in the blond's honest opinion. "You didn't tell me where we are going."

"Well technically, we're going to have sex." Roxas said simply. "And in case you still don't get it, I came on to you. Get it now? Good. Now get out."

"Let me ask you something." Axel said as they climbed the stairs to get to the petite blond's front door. 'What, even more questions?' "Are you sure you want to do this? I'm a notorious heartbreaker. I might not be here in the morning."

Roxas opened the door before looking up at Axel. Yeah he was sure. In fact he preferred when they were gone when he woke up. Saved him awkward departures and kept him from getting attached… Yeah it'd be better for Axel to be gone. At least that was the lie he was trying to tell himself.

"I don't bring men home often." Was all he said before stepping through the door. After directing Axel to the bathroom, Roxas stopped in the kitchen to scarf down a fruit cup before going to his bedroom, changing into his pajamas and settling against his headboard where he waited for the best sex he'd had in ages.

Axel was so demanding, so rough, almost cruel with his teasing and Roxas loved every minute of it. Axel was even better than he imagined and fuck he was so hot when he said the blond's name and the way he growled and moaned into his ear. And that breathy whisper of "Like that?" after each spank, each one stinging so deliciously… And the way he grunted and cursed with each thrust… Fuck…

"Oh fuck, yes! YES! Fuck Axel, YES!" Roxas cried, eyes rolling back as he came. After coming down from his high, he rolled off of the man and grabbed more tissue to clean the mess. Roxas watched Axel through his lashes while cleaning the now sleeping redhead, lightly tracing the abs with his fingers before planting a soft kiss there. He tossed the soiled tissues in the trash, pulled his pajama bottoms back on, got under the comforter and lay down next to the softly snoring redhead. He looked so different from when he first saw him earlier that night. That devilish look he ad about him was gone, replaced by an innocent, relaxed expression with his mouth slightly agape. He hardly looked like he was capable of what had just taken place. Roxas shook his head before snuggling close, a small grin forming as he remembered the first thing they'd said to each other."

"Glad you make that exception, huh?"

And then Roxas knew, as he drifted off to sleep. And seeing Axel the next morning, still sound asleep in his bed confirmed it. He was doomed.

He was in love.

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