Oh gosh, posted this here so darn late. Anyway, Dark!Demyx makes another appearance!

Actually, if you want to be really strict, this is still Akuroku with a dash of Demyx having a crush on Axel. Or something like that. And yes, I realize it feels similar to another work of mine, but this Demyx is a lot lot less dark. He’s nice. Poor little puppy.

I finished this a long time ago, but its companion fic, Inside, wouldn’t cooperate. So it got dragged until now. I hope that don’t ever happen again.

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He did not know what to do. Standing there outside Axel’s room, he listened helplessly to the passionate cries from the other side of the door, he did not know what to do. A dozen times his hand had reached for the doorknob, but he did not turn it and enter the room. He did not know what to do.

What would have to be sorrow and a kind of twisted amusement curved his lips into a bitter smile. Having entered the Organization right after Axel meant that his room was the nearest to the redhead’s. Which would explain the amount of times he was stuck in similar situations.

When the Organization was just twelve, he knew that it was just sex. Nothing more. He had been a little bothered that Axel did not include him in the list of bed partners, but he figured that since he was the only one the flame-lover relaxed around, it was fine. Even when he stayed up some nights wondering how much better it would be if it was Axel’s hand caressing his skin, not his own.

But when their thirteenth arrived, things changed. He did not need a brain as clever as Zexion’s to tell how fascinated Axel was with their newest. He personally was not sure what exactly was so interesting about the sullen amnesiac, aside from the fact that Roxas was quite good-looking, with those startlingly blue eyes, and that Roxas was chosen by the Keyblade. But Axel apparently found something in Roxas that captured all of his attention. He even stopped sleeping around, much to the bafflement of the others.

However, it was only until just a short while ago, he found out that Axel actually did not know what had him following Roxas around, stealing kisses from the smaller blond whenever he could. He realized then that Axel was oblivious to what made Roxas special to he himself too, which seemed a little dense for somebody of Axel’s intelligence. But the most surprising, and hurting, was Axel kissed him in an attempt to figure things out.

Which led him to his present predicament, with a thousand thoughts laced with what could be emotions if they were a hundred times stronger. What he was certain of was the heat at how easily Axel used him, a mix of sourness and bitterness on his tongue, left not by the kiss but by the intention, and an icy darkness, chipping at bits of his being as the world that he knew warped and changed irrevocably.

A single malicious thought entered his mind. He could ruin Axel and Roxas’s relationship. With how blind Axel was to everything else at the moment, it would be too easy. Just off the top of his head, he could think up half a dozen plans that would work. Even if Axel found out, hate and resentment was better than being brushed aside. That would teach Axel a lesson, one he would definitely have gotten memorized.

Demyx sighed and released the hand clutching onto the doorknob. He could not do it. It was Axel’s one chance to be genuinely happy. To have the closest thing to a heart and love as a Nobody could, and he could not bear to douse his friend’s flames. Karma might decided to come back and bite him or his tender bottom if he did, and that was always painful.

Maybe one day, after they have all gotten back their hearts, he would understand what Axel found in Roxas, and forgive Axel for the kiss. But until then, he would just be the person whom Axel could relax around.