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[twilightspecter]

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[absinthemadness]

Fictober Day 3, Prompt 14: you better leave now

Warnings: Akuroku, mentions of Isa/Isaroku, cheating, not really smut but some kissing, me not knowing what I’m doing

The only thing I could think of for this prompt was @snowflake-of-destruction and @shaky-mayhemm ‘s Grass is Greener AU posts. So have this snippet of I’m not entirely sure how it’s supposed to go.

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Roxas laid across a broad chest, fingers tracing along defined muscles. Beneath him, Axel yawned, wrapping his arms around Roxas’s waist. A large hand ran down his back, hugging him close. 

“I could stay like this forever.” Axel’s voice rumbled deep in his chest.

Roxas stretched up to kiss at his neck. “As much as I’d love to agree, Isa’s going to be home soon.” He pushed himself up, straddling Axel’s chest. 

“What?” Axel wrapped his hands over Roxas’s hips, giving them a squeeze. “I thought he was supposed to be gone until tomorrow?” 

“There was apparently a cancellation, so he caught an early flight. He called just before you came over.” He climbed off Axel, off the bed, grabbing his robe off the back of the nearby chair. He slid it on, watching as Axel pushed himself up. The flex of muscles in those powerful arms nearly had him pulling the robe right back off, but his phone had been buzzing almost non-stop for the last five minutes. 

He cleared out the missed calls as Axel came and wrapped arms around his waist. “Huh, his flight was early. Says he’s going to pick up a bottle of wine and dinner on his way home. Well, look at that, he can be romantic.” 

“As if wine makes up for leaving you alone for days. Roxas, he didn’t even kiss you before he left.” 

“Look, Axel. I wasn’t alone. You were here, weren’t you?” 

“Yeah… but.” Axel’s face buried into his neck. “When are you going to divorce him? He obviously doesn’t care.” 

Roxas spun, winding arms up around Axel’s neck. “You keep asking that, and I keep trying to tell you, it’s complicated. We have our moments. Besides, he’s bringing dinner. That has to count for something.” 

“Still...” Axel lifted him up. He hooked his legs over Axel’s hips, robe falling open. They sank back onto the bed and he pressed his lips to Axel’s for another long while before eventually climbing back off, throwing Axel’s clothes at him. 

“Look, Isa’s probably on his way home. And as much as I want to drag you back into bed, you better leave now.” He watched the flex of Axel’s muscles as he got dressed. “I want to keep doing this, and we can’t if Isa kills you.” 

He caught Axel in another long kiss before pushing him towards the door. “I’ll see you next week. Isa leaves on another trip next Tuesday. He’ll be gone for a week. We can stay in bed the whole time.” 

“Sounds like a plan. I’ll see you tomorrow for more garden work?” 

“I’ll meet you out in the gardens. Now, go.” 

[snowflake-of-destruction]

72 and 96 >:)

Have some Grass is Greener. First one in the current timeline and the second flashback to the past. Sorry I didn’t do these yesterday.

 72.

“Are you really taking his side right now?” Roxas glared up at Axel through his bangs and his grip on the landscaper's freckled thighs tightened.

Axel was not chastened in the slightest. Roxas had asked for his opinion--maybe not in so many words, but the implication had been there. Roxas didn't often just talk to hear himself speak, especially when it came to complaining about his husband. He usually wanted compassion or a proposed solution. The redhead lifted his head from the bed and met Roxas's stormy stare with a heated look of his own, pulling a bit on the bonds that secured his wrists to the headboard as he tried to leverage himself.  "You were the one that started talking about how you're trying to talk Isa into marriage counseling, right now!" He mirrored Roxas's indignant tone, punctuating the stressed words with a small thrust up of his hips that only caused short, blunt nails to be dug into his flesh harshly in response. Maybe he shouldn't be so upset Roxas was forgetting he might have an emotional stake in the situation or at least an emotional reaction, and, more definitely, he probably should have tried to help Roxas think of a way to convince Isa to see things his way. After all, if Roxas and Isa started going to a real marriage counselor, Axel wouldn't be called on to make it the third (fourth?) job he did for the couple after all. Like every part of whatever this situation was however, it wasn't that easy.

He must have done a bad job merely sounding annoyed instead of truly upset. Roxas ducked his head, but he wasn't quick enough to break eye contact. Axel saw the realization and regret, and it cut to his heart. How did it feel like he was the bad guy? 

"I'm sorry," their voices overlapped each other, both men meaning the words but for reasons larger than this one conversation.

Roxas crawled off the bed and walked around to untie Axel's hands without another word. Axel slipped his left hand out the knots that didn't actually hold it securely while Roxas worked on his right side, but he didn't try to speak either or reach out toward his lover. 

"Do you really want to work out your problems with Isa?" Axel asked the ceiling.

"Do you want to stay for dinner?" Roxas picked up his robe from where it had been discarded and put it on.

"I know something other than a marriage counselor that would also go a long way as a gesture." Axel wondered if the air conditioning had clicked on. It was so cold in the bedroom all of a sudden.

"Why don't we drive out of town and go out to eat somewhere where we won't run into anyone we know? I'll send Isa a text I'm hanging out with my brother."

"I can't." Axel wondered if he would ever muster up the will to add more to the sentiment, and what it would take to make him stick to it if he did.

96.

"Remember, we have to get up early tomorrow, and we want to look good in pictures" Naminé was probably the only one that could have spoken at a volume that shouldn't have even carried over the multiple boisterous conversations being held in the room and instantly halted them all, made the gentle urging not sound like nagging, and caused the entire twenty-top table to bend to her will and almost immediately stand, individuals and couples circulating their own excuses and goodbyes. 

Naminé herself hung back until nearly everyone had left, dishing out largely redundant reminders of different rough edges the rehearsal had shown needed to be worked out before the ceremony tomorrow. The amount of alcohol consumed by the wedding party at dinner after the rehearsal made it somewhat of a good idea however.

"Nam, you are an angel," Roxas declared, throwing an arm around her shoulders, magnanimous and red-faced, though in his case it was more rising nervous excitement than drunkenness.  

"I'll take that title," Naminé declared, leaning her head briefly on his shoulder. "I have to have some role, since you wouldn't let me be wedding planner when it mattered and I'm not in the party."

"You have the very important role of girlfriend of the maid of honor," Roxas countered.

"And if I help you keep your and Isa's friends in line, then you won't say no to that either, will you?" 

"You caught me."

"Hey, stop snuggling and whispering over there. I'll get jealous," Xion called, making an "I'm watching you" gesture from where she was lingering talking to Isa at the other end of the room. 

Naminé made a show of stepping away and Roxas held up both hands, smiling widely. "Can you blame me on my last night of freedom? You have to keep on your toes and hold onto this one." He looked over his shoulder to make sure Ventus had left the restaurant and not just the back room they'd reserved, before he tacked on. "Best thing that ever happened to you. If you mess this up, you're going to doom the rest of us"

"I take exception with that," Isa interjected.

Xion looked at him gratefully. "Thank you. I don't want the pressure."

"Fine," Roxas rolled his eyes. "Isa and I will ruin our marriage without blaming you."

"Hey!" Everyone left in the room snapped varying versions of the same sharp look at him, but Isa was the one to put in the words. "Don't jinx us before we're even married."

"Ha, and you were going to object to me being superstitious. Relax. I'd say both of the relationships in this room are pretty safe."

[snowflake-of-destruction]

any fun, or maybe 'deleted scene' from Grass is Greener headcanons or scenes?

Let’s talk about Thanksgiving! Not quite a deleted scene, but probably something I won’t write now that the day is past. I had the idea/desire to write Thanksgiving themed GiG One-shots yesterday...in the middle of Thanksgiving when it was already too late (or seeming like it at least) to actually sit down and write them after cooking/eating/cleaning/lingering family time. 

1) The first one was going to be Roxas and Isa house. They would be hosting a family Thanksgiving, possibly the first year that they had completely taken over to be The Thanksgiving for all family, or maybe they had been The Thanksgiving before but it’s still a big deal that everything be perfect even more than it usually is for already perfectionist Isa and elaborate-planner-because-I-can’t-stand-to-be-bored Roxas. I hadn’t gotten as far as really thinking through whether either or both of Roxas and Ventus’s parents** stopped by, and Isa’s family were going to be staying with them over the holiday weekend, adding to stress, but they were also going to be made up on the spot. Ventus and Xion are definitely there and they bring a dish or two that are a combination of nostalgic and yet absolutely painful to include in the carefully constructed menu, something like sweet potato casserole made with canned yams and mini marshmallows and also some kind of veggie casserole with ritz cracker crust, both in dishes that clash with other servingware--and obviously that way on purpose. 

Axel and Kairi were going to be coming over for dinner. They had just been planning to do something small at Axel’s, just them and Demyx...and then somehow Demyx’s bandmates got invited. Their parents are off on some Counter-Thanksgiving getaway weekend and  Vanitas is (supposedly) flying out to his parents’ and told Kairi he thought it was best if she didn’t come, despite the fact that they are trying to reconcile and Kairi is in her feelings despite being the one that wanted a divorce. Roxas made an insistent invitation. Axel was reluctant but convinced. Isa questioned it even though Roxas framed it as inviting Kairi and Axel as an afterthought, but somehow was convinced idk how. 

So, the basic wants for this one-shot were:

Axel helping Roxas put finishing touches on something in the kitchen and reassure him everything is wonderful, and there just being this small, quiet moment in the middle of the domestic moment where it clicks how deep these feelings have gotten

In fun counter-balance, there would have also been a moment of Axel charming Isa’s parents and getting along so well with them that Isa is impressed and then realizes that it’s not exactly a detached, clinical feeling, which is made worse when one of the parents makes some kind of well-meaning/offhand remark to him in private about how relaxed he seems with Axel or something.

Some kind of heartwarming sibling moments

Roxas walking in on Kairi kissing Xion when the girls volunteered to grab dessert from the kitchen, and just being angry about them trying to ruin dinner/vowing to deal with it later, because he has enough going on with dinner, the parents, his own juggling and conflicted emotions, the suspicion he has about Axel and Isa after seeing them exchange a look at dinner, and he can’t get into their drama right now. . 

2) Big Xehaqus family meal. I didn’t have much planned for this one.Just Xehanort and Eraqus, with their kids. Aqua (and Terra) , Xemnas, and Ansem. Family fluff or drama. 

3) Sora and Riku dinner, which would be a ridiculous feast to feed far more than the number of people present. The real twist here is that Vanitas has not flown to see his parents. In a plot Shaky and I had discussed before and was supposed to unfold in the background at a slower/more natural pace, he is adopted, has known it for awhile, but in a move of trying to work out feelings/issues from his past, he's been trying to find blood relatives to add to his identity in his mind...and so tracked down Sora who is either a half sibling maybe or just a cousin or something. They were emailing and so he was invited for Thanksgiving (the only question here is how Sora wouldn't know the name Vanitas  and immediately already know or suspect he’s Kairi’s Vanitas. I mean, probably he’d only think it was happy fate, HOWEVER I don’t see him A. Not warning Riku, especially knowing that he has been counseling Kairi and Vanitas B. Not inviting Kairi along too in a misguided attempt that thinks it’s better if everyone talked)

THESE WERE JUST PASSING THOUGHTS YESTERDAY, SO, OTHER THAN SOME THINGS LIKE VANITAS AND SORA BEING BLOOD RELATED AND KNOWING IT WILL COME OUT SOMETIME WHEN IT’S MOST LIKELY TO LEAD TO AWKWARDNESS AND MELODRAMA, THE CANON-NESS OF THIS ALL IS DUBIOUS.

[complicatedandstained]

Six Sentence Sunday

- share six sentences of your work in progress -

“Don’t let her get to you,” Isa says, one arm unwrapping from where it’s settled on Roxas’ chest to shift the phone and remote from the cushion beside him to the table. 

“I’m not going anywhere,” Roxas adds, as Isa’s arm settles back around him. 

“No, I can see that.” Axel’s lip twitches as he sets his crutches against the couch’s arm, hops between the couch and the coffee table, and falls into the cushions, reclining back with half his usual, catlike grace, which, Roxas thinks, is still fairly impressive, considering.  

Axel cocks his head to better inhale the sight of them: Roxas, worlds calmer than the last time Axel had laid eyes on him, snuggled docilely against Isa, whose arms wrap him snugly with a confident familiarity Axel wasn’t aware existed between the two of them. Shirtless. Axel would pay money to see how that had happened. Unexpected warmth floods his bruised chest. “Cozy, are we?” he purrs.

[complicatedandstained]

Writing a sex scene with Saix just derailed into a discussion of Roxas’ work ethic, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. 

[complicatedandstained]

Six Sentence Sunday

- share six sentences of your work in progress -

Roxas leans back into Isa’s chest for a moment—broader and less bony than the one he’s used to—and inhales a scent like lavender and honey.

“Saïx—”

“We’re not at work, Roxas. You can call me by my first name.”

“I must seem really freaked out,” he mumbles, shutting his eyes, as Isa’s arms drape across his chest, bringing him closer, his warmth chasing away the twitchy static feeling that had taken up residence in Roxas’ nerves. “You’re being so nice to me…” 

“Indulge me,” Isa presses Roxas against his chest for a moment. Isa can’t really help himself. Axel’s boyfriend is so small and shaky and uncertain and fucking cute. “It’s rare I have the opportunity.”

[complicatedandstained]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Kingdom Hearts (Video Games) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Isa/Roxas (Kingdom Hearts), Axel/Isa/Roxas (Kingdom Hearts) Characters: Roxas (Kingdom Hearts), Isa (Kingdom Hearts), Axel (Kingdom Hearts), Saïx (Kingdom Hearts)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Hurt/Comfort, Anxiety, Massage, Axel's Birthday, Broken Bones, Couch Cuddles, POV Alternating, Office Romance, Eventual Smut, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Summary:

Breaking his leg skateboarding and spending half the day in the hospital were not particularly high up on Axel's birthday wish list. Back home, Axel is exhausted and Roxas' guilt is eating at him. Fortunately, Isa comes up with an unconventional solution to calm Roxas down and put Axel in better spirits.