Prompt: #33 Cold
Word Count: 177
Summary: Demyx is cold and decides to use Axel to his advantage.
Authors Note: Yeah, I haven't written anything for kingdom100 in forever but I will finish this or die trying!
Axel's eyes fluttered open at the feel of a foreign weight on the bed as he made a soft sound of protest. "Ngh, Demyx, what are you doing?" he complained as he focused his gaze on the other Nobody.
The Nocturne froze at Axel's voice, giving him a rather sheepish smile. "I'm cold. You're warm. Makes perfect sense to me," he said with a smile as he pulled the blankets away from the red-head.
"You're completely hopeless," he muttered, sliding over slightly to give Demyx more room, pulling the blankets around them as soon as the other Nobody was beneath the covers. "Better?" he asked, one hand running down Demyx's spine, trying to warm the cool skin the best he could.
Demyx's only response was to nod and snuggle closer, sighing in sleepy contentment as he rested his head on Axel's chest. He was lucky that Axel had no qualms against keeping him warm, the castle was entirely too cold for his liking and he planned on taking advantage of the fire mage as much as possible.