The Fleeting Beating of this Void
Title The Fleeting Beating of this Void
Word Count 385
Characters Axel, Xion
Summary: Xion handles the mysteries surrounding her past the way others handle a knot in a chain.
Notes Written last night, on my iPhone as I tried to go to sleep. Written because I'm insane I haven't talked to Ceci in a while and I misses her ;.; (enjoy Love?)
Xion handles the mysteries surrounding her past the way others handle a knot in a chain. It's a problem she visits frequently, some days tugging at it gently before wandering away.
"I wonder, do you think I liked sea-salt ice cream before?" and she closes her eyes and wills the past to find her so hard she doesn't even realize her ice-cream has melted into a sticky mess until Axel points it out.
He tuts at her, "wasteful," and takes her gloved hand in his own and licks the ice-cream away.
Xion finds herself shivering in such a manner that she thinks this might not be a bad way.
Some days it's harsher, trying to dig her nails between the strands until she only has bloody fingertips to show for her effort.
"You knew me" she accuses, tugging harder on his coat than is absolutely necessary. "I know you knew me because when I close my eyes I seeyou-"
Axel makes a disagreeing noise in the back of his throat, invades her space so closely she realizes he smells like incense and cigarettes. "you're insane" he growls against the shell of her ear and leaves her shivering (and is this a bad way, she wonders)
Some days she just sits at the clock tower and lets her mind wander. Axel is familiar to her, the same way the ocean is. Distant, and far away, like viewing the world through a glass bottle. If she thinks too hard about it though, the image shifts and changes. It's not Axel behind her eyes anymore. Red hair, true, but petite with blue eyes and a bright smile that leaves Xion shivering so hard that there's no question about it, this is a bad way.
"We didn't know each other as somebodies." It's his way of trying to dismiss her, she knows that.
"I never said my other knew yours. I said it was you I see. Axel, as you are now." Her hands tangle in his coat (tugging his zipper, pushing the hood back). His are twined in her hair and they're close, close, too close and all she can say is "how do you make me feel-" before Axel's lips are over hers. It's like nothing she's ever felt before and maybe, just maybe, it's in a good way.
Word Count 385
Characters Axel, Xion
Summary: Xion handles the mysteries surrounding her past the way others handle a knot in a chain.
Notes Written last night, on my iPhone as I tried to go to sleep. Written because I'm insane I haven't talked to Ceci in a while and I misses her ;.; (enjoy Love?)
Xion handles the mysteries surrounding her past the way others handle a knot in a chain. It's a problem she visits frequently, some days tugging at it gently before wandering away.
"I wonder, do you think I liked sea-salt ice cream before?" and she closes her eyes and wills the past to find her so hard she doesn't even realize her ice-cream has melted into a sticky mess until Axel points it out.
He tuts at her, "wasteful," and takes her gloved hand in his own and licks the ice-cream away.
Xion finds herself shivering in such a manner that she thinks this might not be a bad way.
Some days it's harsher, trying to dig her nails between the strands until she only has bloody fingertips to show for her effort.
"You knew me" she accuses, tugging harder on his coat than is absolutely necessary. "I know you knew me because when I close my eyes I seeyou-"
Axel makes a disagreeing noise in the back of his throat, invades her space so closely she realizes he smells like incense and cigarettes. "you're insane" he growls against the shell of her ear and leaves her shivering (and is this a bad way, she wonders)
Some days she just sits at the clock tower and lets her mind wander. Axel is familiar to her, the same way the ocean is. Distant, and far away, like viewing the world through a glass bottle. If she thinks too hard about it though, the image shifts and changes. It's not Axel behind her eyes anymore. Red hair, true, but petite with blue eyes and a bright smile that leaves Xion shivering so hard that there's no question about it, this is a bad way.
"We didn't know each other as somebodies." It's his way of trying to dismiss her, she knows that.
"I never said my other knew yours. I said it was you I see. Axel, as you are now." Her hands tangle in his coat (tugging his zipper, pushing the hood back). His are twined in her hair and they're close, close, too close and all she can say is "how do you make me feel-" before Axel's lips are over hers. It's like nothing she's ever felt before and maybe, just maybe, it's in a good way.