Prompt: 2 a.m

Pairing: Axel/Roxas

This was Axel's favourite time of the night; when there was a dull light coming through the curtains and Roxas was sleeping next to him, mouth just slightly open and hair a mess.

2 a.m was a time for thinking, he decided.

(Depending on the mood of the blonde lying next to him, 2 a.m. was the time for blowjobs in the shower and making an even bigger mess of their bedroom before falling asleep holding onto each other like the sappy fuckers they both pretended they weren't.)

And on this particular Monday morning at 2 a.m, he was thinking that Roxas was ridiculously beautiful like this; on his side with the white blanket pushed down to his hips and dried come on his bare stomach, one hand threaded with Axel's own and the other tucked underneath the pillow his head was resting on.

(Riku spent a lot of time teasing Roxas about 'settling' but on mornings like this where the rising sun was making his blonde hair shine and he had light bruises on his hips in the shape of fingerprints from two nights prior, Axel wondered if his idiot best friend realised just how right he actually was.)

And on this particular Monday morning at 2 a.m, he was thinking that he wished he was a painter or a photographer or had a photographic memory or something, because his boyfriend could be the biggest brat in the world and they spent more time having make-up sex than was healthy, but when he saw him like this Axel couldn't imagine every wanting to fall asleep next to anyone else.

Sometimes looking at his boyfriend for too long made Axel's chest hurt but he was constantly terrified that if he closed his eyes he'd wake up alone.

Click.