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"Well, then, I have a word of advice for you. Don't play gay chicken with someone that is actually gay," Demyx teased as Axel retreated to his side of the couch. "I do like someone at school. I like a lot of people at school. You know me. I'm a man killer. Sometimes I think I kill my boyfriend with the way I act, but I just can't help it when he lives so far away." Demyx commented before he looked over at Axel with saucers for eyes. "You took a shower with this kid?!" Demyx gasped, ignoring the making out part at the moment. The naked together in a confined place seemed more important at the moment.

"Yeah...I never thought you'd last with him so far away, Dem... You aaaaaalways need some man-lovin'," he teased then shrunk down in his seat again. "Well, yeah, I mean I was just gonna sit in the bathroom with him while he was in the shower, but when I looked up, I forgot the door was glass...and he was just...gah, Dem. He was so damn beautiful. With the water running over him and...and the sound he made as it hit him...I couldn't help it. So...I got in the shower with him and...just held him and kissed him... and I washed his hair then dried him off...that's...why my hair's still wet, actually. It was, like, an hour and a half ago," he explained quietly.

"Oh, Okay, about to say, Axel. I know you have long legs, but dang you need to shorten your strides or leaps or whatever or you are going to freak this kid out. I mean, I'm a sexual person, and I don't think I would get in the shower with someone I just met," Demyx commented as he reached up and rand his hand through the slightly damp red mane. "I was wondering why your hair wasn't up. Did you want me to redo it for the weekend, or do you think you are just going to leave it down?" the blond asked, trying to get the redhead's mind off of the kid at least for a moment. He seemed almost obsessed with him.

"I know...but he said...he told me he liked the way I held him..," he said quietly, frowning as he looked down at his lap. "And I like holding him...a lot... He...offered to have sex with me, but you know how I am... I wouldn't do that..." His eyelids fluttered as Demyx's fingers ran through his hair. "Can you just...play with my hair for a little bit?" he asked, suddenly feeling kind of worn out from his stressful day. He fell sideways, head in his blond best friend's lap.

Demyx frowned a little, listening to Axel. "Well, I know you like him, but maybe you should be that one person that doesn't take advantage of him. You know, you should show him what true love is, not just good sex." Demyx offered as he started to run both hands through Axel's hair. "Sure, Babe. You know I love playing with your hair. You are the only one with nice, long hair worth playing with," the blond stated happily as he curled and uncurled the red locks now in his lap. There was a part of him that wanted to braid it, but Axel's hair was wet, and he hated it wave-y.

"I know... I already planned on not having sex with him, Dem. If...if it does happen, I'll be making love to him. I already wanna show him what real love is...He's been so mistreated, and he deserves so much more..." He then hummed as Demyx began playing with his hair. "I miss you doing this..," he mumbled happily.

"What, just sitting and talking with me? Axel, I never stopped living here. You just stopped visiting me as much when we graduated. And then even less when I stated to date that sexy hunk of foreign-exchange student I call my boyfriend. Are you jealous?" Demyx asked playfully with a slight smile even though he knew that Axel didn't approve of Luxord. He always told Demyx that Luxord wasn't worth all of the trouble he gave Demyx, and he really didn't approve when Luxord wanted to have an open relationship. Of course, Demyx was completely okay with it, but it was a little weird dating someone that was currently in a different country and seeing other people.

"I might be," he said with a soft laugh, closing his eyes. "I still don't understand how you tewo are a couple when you're seeing other people... Makes no sense to me..." he mumbled against Demyx's thigh. "And I don't understand how he thinks He loves him when He keeps bringing coworkers home to have sex with him..," he mumbled again, deep frown on his lips again.

"Well, everyone loves a different way. It shows commitment to me that even if we can't be together. Luxord still wants to be with me. This kid probably thinks that by being shared. He is being loved. Maybe it isn't right or easy to understand, but it is just something we adapt to."

"But he deserves so much more..," Axel whispered, brows furrowed. "I just...I can't get the way he smiled at me versus the way he smield when He came over out of my head... He didn't seem really...happy when He came over... I mentioned you and how you were my best friend, and you never fail to make anyone smile and how amazing you are, and...and he started bawling and made me promise to come back and not leave him alone...it hurt me seeing him like that..." Axel's body relaxed as he spoke in a soft voice.

Axel listened to Demyx's words, taking them into his head. Demyx always gave the best advice. "No...how about we talk about what's been goin' on in your life? Since I'm a dumbass and don't come visit you anymore like a best friend should. What's been going on with you for the past few weeks? Any new boy-toys I should know about?" he asked, looking up at his blond friend curiously with a soft smile on his face. "Come sit back down. I wanna get to know my best friend more."

Axel chuckled a little when Demyx started talking about his new boy-toy. “You seem to be dancing around some details, Dem,” he teased, eyeing him playfully. “Spill it. How’d you meet him? Or where? Or even when? I don’t need a name…yet.” He grinned at the blond, missing the flinch that probably happened across his friend’s features. “I wanna hear all the juicy details you’re willing to share.”

Axel was lost in thought for a moment. "Which class is he in? Who teaches it?" he asked, still prying for more information. If Demyx was gonna have his little boy-toys, Axel wanted to know about them. He liked to check up on who they were to make sure Demyx wasn't getting into something with someone he shouldn't be. He was like his big brother when it came to things like this.

Axel eyed Demyx, a sly smirk on his lips. "you'll have to introduce us eventually, you know?" he informed Demyx. "So you won't be able to hide it from me for long. You know it's hard for you to keep things from me." He grinned at him softly. "But I won't push anymore for now. Because I love you and all that junk." He leaned forward and hugged the blond gently, resting his head on his shoulder. "We'll be best friends for a good long time...right?" he asked softly, looking up at him with his acidic eyes.

Axel smiled at Demyx's vow. "I know... Thanks, Dem," he told him, hugging him tighter. "You wanna go outside and paint like we used to?" he asked, a smile on his lips. "Do you still have my paint set here, even? It has been a while..." He humed softly. "I think I wanna splatter-paint..," he mumbled idly.