Believing in SantaBelieving in SantaBelieving in Santa
Zexion and Demyx are kids. On Christmas Eve, Demyx drags Zexion out of bed to wait for Santa Claus... of course, Zexion doesn't believe in Santa. –As Requeted by Demyx (eastercat)
Zexion was curled under the covers, his indigo hair falling in his young face and his arms wrapped limply over a worn bear with fluff dispensing from his torn up ears. The door slowly creaked open to reveal a boy, fully dressed with blond hair styled into a mullet curling around his shoulders. He slowly shut the door with a soft click and tip-toed to Zexion’s bed. With a giggle and a pounce, Demyx bounced
KH-Broken MemoriesDemyx stared blankly at his hands. His empty chest felt so heavy, like he could just crumble under its unbearable weight. Across from him sat another male, sitting tall and regal in his seat, his blue hair cascading down his back. The X on his forehead was accentuated by the ghostly light shining through the window from Kingdom Hearts; the heart-shaped moon that one day would give them all hearts and wholeness again.KH-Broken Memories
Saix watched the younger boy’s movements, noticing that his slender shoulders barely rose and fell with his shallow breathing. “Tell me what’s wrong, Demyx.”
It wasn’t a command.
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Roxas will soon love Kairi!!!!! He will.
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As long as there is blood in a LIVING being I will be a round until I take the last drink = Me
Kels
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Superman: Grinning As He Kills Your Children Slowly.
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I almost died from licking a flaming hot cheeto once...I'll never do that again...
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