And Kurix is going to fling himself at Ienzo because he heard he was missed and he needs some love and affection. "Ienzooo...!~"
Ienzo was startled as he suddenly was tackled. Of course not being all that physically fit, the tackle caused them both to crash to the floor.
“Oof!” Ienzo said as he smacked against the ground - thankfully it did not hurt all that much. “W-what?” He said before seeing a familiar mop of hair? “Kurix?”
tw: death/self sacrifice (doesn’t this sound like fun)
He was a little surprised at the lack of pain. His ears were ringing though. That was annoying and so was the blurred vision. He felt himself being lifted, shook gently, but as if it was in slow motion, hazy. Kurix’s voice piercing the mist, he sounded upset. Roxas wanted to tell him it was okay, but he couldn’t remember how to speak.
He watched in a daze as his shrieking best friend was hauled off of him, being dragged back to the RTC point. It was probably better that way, nothing could be done for him now. The nothingness woven together to make his form already unraveling in streams.
Kurix was okay, and that was all Roxas cared about laying alone against the cold ground. He’d managed to protect the younger Nobody, shoved him out of the way, made the choice that it should be him here. Faded blue eyes slid shut and he sighed while the last of who he was started to slip away.
Don’t cry Kurix, let’s meet again when we’re reborn.
“Sorry for saying,” Armin called out to the stranger, a friendly but cautious smile spreading across his lips. “But you look a little lost. Do you need help?”
Just one last sentence and… done! A proud grin spread across Kurix’s face as he signed the report, but did glance over at Ienzo and furrowed a brow out of his confusion. He took the stick note off his arm and read over it, his grin quickly fading away and turning into a look of dread. Once blank eyes quickly turned frantic as he glanced from the door, to Ienzo, and back to the door again. “My coworkers– the rest of… Organization XIII…!” He hissed, quickly grabbing the boy and standing up with him in his arms. “I’ve got to get you… out of here…!”
Ienzo did not understand how Kurix could go from happy and proud to worried and panicked in less than a minute. Was that a typical reaction? He realized he did not care enough about that, but instead was more curious to why Kurix apparently wanted him to leave. He glanced over at the door as he was hefted up into the Nobody’s arms. He was really curious to who Kurix’s coworkers were.
Kurix is just going to lay across Ienzo's lap because he's exhausted and he's craving affection from him. There's a tired whimper that escapes him as he simply shuts his eyes and nuzzles into the other's stomach. "...Hi..."
Ienzo glanced down as Kurix just flopped over across his lap. He raised his book higher to get a better look at the Nobody’s exhausted expression before he had turned and nuzzled his stomach. A slight flush appeared on his face since he was still getting used to such close and intimate forms of touch, but he smiled regardless. “Hello to you as well.”
send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch
Ienzo glanced over at Kurix’s sleeping form and smiled as the Nobody cuddled up with him. Ienzo shifted his book to his other hand and now used his free one to gently run his fingers through Kurix’s hair. The Nobody had a long day and he deserved all the rest he could get.