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Zexion nodded slightly, gripping onto Axel tighter as he sobbed softly. "Thank you..," he whispered. "I'm sorry, I know I'm not Demyx,.. I just... I need someone..," he cried, curling up tightly against Axel. "Just for a little while..." He sniffled loudly and let his body relax just a little as his tears calmed down slowly.

Zexion held Axel to himself closely and kissed the top of his head gently. “It’s okay, Axel..,” he whispered, crying once again himself. “We have each other right now, okay? We’ll get through all of this together. I promise we’ll fix things… Maybe not put it back together the way it originally was, but we’ll fix it the best we can… Me and you. Friends. We’ll make it through this…” He sobbed softly and sniffled again. “You’re not a bad person, Axel… The drugs are bad. I…I know how addiction can go. I was addicted to you for a while, and I know how hard it is to stop. I know you have to have a snap in your system to get the motivation… The drugs making you act like an a*****e was mine… Demyx was yours. We both have a reason now. We have to get through this…” He then went silent and just held on to Axel like he was clinging for dear life, body wracking in soft sobs.

Zexion smiled a little and nodded to Axel. “You don’t need to worry about thanking me, Axel,” he told him, sniffling slightly. He enjoyed the feeling of just resting his forehead against Axel’s. “I think we both need to get some sleep and calm ourselves down for a while,” he mumbled to him, body relaxing in the redhead’s arms, foreheads still pressed together. “We’ll try to sort out our heads tomorrow.” He lifted a hand up to Axel’s face and rested it on his cheek, running his thumb gently down his cheek and across his lips. Then he ducked underneath Axel’s chin and burrowed himself in the redhead’s warm embrace. “We’ll work it out..,” he whispered before drifting off.

Zexion groaned a little when Axel got up, but he didn't stir. He curled up just a bit and went back to sleep. He was sleeping soundly, though he could tell something was off... He figured out what was wrong as soon as he woke up, startled, to Axel's shouting. He sat straight up in bed and stared, wide-eyed at the redhead that was curling into himself against the wall. He basically leaped off of the bed and crawled over to the redhead. "Axel! Axel! Hey, calm down! Listen to me!" he tried to yell over his shouts. He grabbed on to his shoulder and lifted his head to look at him. "Look at me. Look in my eyes, Axel. Look at me. I'm here. It's just me and you. You don't need drugs anymore. I promise. The bad you isn't here anymore. There's no more druggie-Axel. There's only good Axel." He held Axel's face in both of his hands and stroked his cheekbones soothingly as he stared into his eyes. "You're not a bad person, Axel. The drugs are bad. You're a wonderful person without them. I just need you to believe that. I need you to believe that you can survive without them. I know you can, but I can't help you by myself. I need your help, too. Believe how amazing you are, and you can pull through everything." He leaned forward and hugged Axel tightly, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Please believe in yourself... I believe in you...and...I forgive you...for your half of what happened between us. I forgive you." He hugged him tighter.

"No, Axel. No. You don't need them," he argued in a soft voice to Axel. "Just...just believe in yourself, Axel. I know you can get through this... I know we can make it, but I can't be the only one that believes in it... You have to believe. Have faith in yourself. For yourself. For me. For..," he trailed off, pulling back to look at the redhead. "Do it for Demyx... Believe in yourself for him... For your love... For your life. So you can live again. Without any added pain or discrepencies... Do it just for...for life." He ran his fingers gently through the red mane. "You're a ******** brilliant person, Axel. You've just made a few wrong turns. You can always back-track, though. You can always find your way back. The trail may have changed a bit, but if you believe, you can find your way back to where you belong. I believe you can. Now...please...believe with me." He leaned forward to plant a caring kiss on his forehead. When he sat back again, he looked into his eyes deeply, almost getting lost in them. "Just...remember who you really are. Differentiate from the druggie Axel and the amazing Axel. I'll help you sort everything out...I just...need you to believe in the amazing you first. Believe that he can be discovered again and brought to the surface to overpower druggie Axel. You're already here. You just need to have a little faith in yourself. You need to see the amazing you resurface for yourself." He smiled softly at Axel and pulled him close, holding him in his arms comortingly. "I know it takes time... We'll get there."

Zexion felt his heart swell when Axel wrapped his arms around him and said he needed him. He was needed, and it made him feel wonderful. He held Axel in his arms tightly as the redhead passed out. “I won’t leave you,” he whispered, tears springing to his eyes. “I promise I won’t leave you to be alone.”

He sat there with Axel in his arms for a while, just holding him and relaxing, calming his breathing from the stress of crying and worrying over the redhead. He also thought. He swore he saw something snap inside of the redhead as he looked into his eyes moments ago. Had he snapped him out of this finally? This mindset that he needed the drugs? Would he stop relapsing now that he was there to take care of him?

Awkwardly, he rested Axel down on the floor so he could get up. He quickly raised himself to his knees and grabbed the bare pillows from the bed. He threw them down beside Axel before gently raising his head and sticking one beneath it. Smiling softly, he stood and walked to the closet to look for blankets. He grabbed a fluffy-looking comforter and dragged it down from the top of the closet, bringing it over to the redhead. He laid the second pillow down beside the one Axel was resting on and laid down, head on top of it as he pulled the blanket overtop of both of them. He scooted a little closer to him and snuggled down into the blanket. After a few moments, though, he peeked back up at the redhead and scooted closer. He moved Axel’s arm away from his body gently then scooted up to his side, laying his head on his chest slightly as he curled up beside him there on the floor. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to lug him up to the bed, so why try when he could just make them a pallet on the floor?

Zexion hummed softly as Axel’s movement began to disturb his sleep. When Axel called his name, Zexion’s eyes fluttered open. He yawned slightly as he lifted his head from his chest. He supported himself with a weak arm and looked up at Axel’s confused and slightly distressed face. “What’s the matter?” he asked softly, rubbing at his face sleepily. After a small yawn, he mumbled, “I’ll go get some water..,” and pushed himself up off of the floor. As he stood, he stretched out his back, grunting as it popped. “Stay right there. Don’t move until I get back,” he told him, pointing at him from above then feeling his way through the room since it was dark and there were no lights on.

As soon as he was out of the room, he felt his way to the kitchen and turned on one of the smaller lights that wouldn’t shine into the bedroom. He squinted a bit at the sudden light, but proceeded to grab two glasses and fill them with water before flipping the switch off with his elbow and cautiously making his way back to the bedroom. Careful not to step on Axel, he sat down where he had previously been laying and set the two glasses down. “I got you some water, but it would probably be safer to drink it if you were sitting up. So come on, let’s get you vertical,” he told him, sliding a gentle hand beneath his shoulder to help him.