Frosting

“I didn’t mean to.”

“Sure.”

“Axel, I’m serious.”

The redhead turned to face his blond friend, his eyes dark. He took in the pleading look on Roxas’s face, willing himself to not be tempted by it.

“Why should I believe you? Goddamn, Roxas, you had his cock down your throat-“

“I was drunk!” the boy interjected, grabbing Axel’s arm.

A few people around them were beginning to stare – the two were at the reception of Cloud’s wedding, tucked into what they believed was a dark corner no one would pay attention to. What the two didn’t realize was that most wedding-attending middle-class people absolutely lived for any kind of drama. Already the guests were formulating scenarios in their minds – was the boy, Cloud’s little brother, a whore? Who was the redhead guy with the messy suit? Does Cloud know about him?

Unfortunately one of the bridesmaids was one of the eavesdroppers, and once Axel mentioned the word ‘cock’ she scurried off the find Cloud.

“You shouldn’t have been drunk around Seifer in the first place, Roxas, you know how he is!” Axel hissed.

Out of the corner of his eye, Roxas noticed Cloud approaching. Not only that, but Cloud looked pissed. Roxas did the first thing that came to his mind- he grabbed Axel and pulled them both towards the door labeled ‘Exit’.

“Roxas, what the hell-“

“Code Red, buddy,” Roxas grumbled, glancing over his shoulder for a peek. 

Cloud’s speed was increasing, and there was fire in his eyes. Roxas idly wondered if Cloud was slightly drunk. “We can discuss my fuck-ups later,” the boy continued, turning around just in time to fall directly into his brother’s wedding cake.

Axel started laughing hysterically while most of the guests stared in horror, a few dropping their champagne glasses. Cloud was suddenly swarmed with people apologizing and asking what he was going to do, saying they knew of a place down the road that can fix up wedding cakes in a jiffy-

By the time Cloud managed to get away from the concerned guests, Roxas and Axel were already flying down the highway in a red Mustang, arguing over the size of Seifer’s cock in comparison to Axel’s.

A/N: This will be my last fanfic for a little while. I really need a break because fanfiction has become a chore for me and I've hated everything I've written lately. Sorry for being so blegh.