Summary
Axel knew that if he had a heart, it would be pounding right now. He could feel the blood singing and pounding through his veins even without it. He shifted on the ledge and leaned in, pausing before his nose could brush against Roxas', feeling the puff of Roxas' breath against his own lips. He gazed at the other for a second, taking him in, memorizing him...this moment. One-Shot