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| Entry tags: | demyx, demyx/zexion, gifts, oblivion-set stories, shounen-ai, zexion, zexion/demyx |
Fic--Why Do You Love Me?--PG
Title: Why Do You Love Me?
Author: Rubyfruit Pixie
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: If I owned Kingdom Hearts, I probably would not be writing fanfic about it. However, Square-Enix-Soft and the smoking crater where Disney once stood owns it, and I am merely playing with the characters. If I am sued, all they will get is three siblings and a not-so-gently-used Gamecube.
Summary: Demyx asks himself a question, that day in Oblivion.
Warnings: Kissing, profanity
A/N: Fluff! Fluff for my Syretia (
greatday4chem )! It is a birthday present!
Demyx smiled a bit. For this to be Oblivion, the place of eternal contemplation, it was quite loud. Between Xemnas's near-constant lamentations of how he'd do better if he ever got a chance to face "That Damned Keyblade Boy" again and Vincent's constant complaints about the Organization's presence in Oblivion, it was very loud indeed.
One day, it was oddly quiet, aside from the noises coming from a few locked closets. Vincent would probably make him clean the closets again. 'The horror,' he thought, 'The horror." He frowned a bit, wondering about one Organization member who seemed to be the closest to him, and wondered why.
"Zexy?"
Zexion looked up from the book he was reading. At least Vincent had good taste in literature. "Yes, Demyx?"
Demyx sighed. He'd been waiting to work up the nerve to ask Zexion this question. Even when they had been on the plane of Existence, he hadn't been able to ask this question. If he didn't ask it now...
"Zexy? ...Why do you love me?"
Zexion's eyes widened. Where had that come from? So, Zexion scooted over, closer to Demyx. "You know...I wish I could explain it, but for the first time..."
Demyx waited for the answer.
"I know," Zexion said, "I love you, because I love you." He grinned, knowing that his precious Demyx would ask what that meant.
Demyx smiled a bit. "Zexy, sometimes, I don't underst-- Zexy?"
Zexion climbed onto Demyx's lap and faced him. "I love you, because you're you." He smiled at his Demyx before leaning in for a kiss.
Demyx blushed brightly. "I love you too, Zexy."
They headed off to the closest unoccupied closet, and, though things weren't at all quiet in Oblivion, things were at least interesting.
Vincent walked past that closet and shook his head. One more closet to clean today.
~End~