sits with lea and leans onto him, looking content. ♡
from an old meme / @13nth
it’s funny how, even with the passing of time, even with how they’ve both changed and grown, even with so much still left to unpack and deal with, there are some things that don’t seem to change at all: sitting here on top of the tower, sharing ice cream with roxas it’s almost difficult to image so much has happened since last they started this ritual. back when he was still axel and both of them still part of the organization. of course he won’t deny things are better now. there are no expectations left to fill, no pressure on their shoulders from prying and judging eyes, no one deciding this isn’t allowed, no deadline or danger to them just sitting here and enjoying the sunset.
and, of course, this: this casual affection, freely and willingly given, that, despite how many times axel ruffled their hair, or knocked their shoulders together, was never truly allowed to flourish back when he was still too insistent on denying his own feelings. denying their feelings. lea doesn’t think he can ever truly express how grateful he is to have gotten this second chance with both roxas and xion and isa. no matter what anger or resentment lingers, no matter what doubts still remain, no matter the personal issues still left to deal with, to heal, he’s not going to waste it a second time.
even if, later, he’ll not pass a chance to tease roxas for dozing off against him again. best friend’s prerogative and all that.
“ ya comfy, there, rox? “ lea teases gently, shifting back instinctively to allow roxas a more solid position, own lips curling into an affectionate little grin as blond spikes tickle his chin. the tip of his tongue pokes the inside of his cheek, before he adds, mischief glinting clear in green hues, “ your ice cream’s gonna melt again, y’ know? might as well give it to me, seems like a shame to let it go to waste. “
