Stumbling a bit on his feet, Zexion let a smirk on his lips. “Oh, I am so sorry. Would you like me to kiss it better~?”
His ground his teeth together, small flames starting to lick at his hands.
Freezing, Zexion looks up, startled. “Okay, I’m sorry. Just put those out, please?”
Axel relaxed, as the flames dissapared.
‘Don’t do that.’ The words of flame appeared in front of the redhead.
Zexion relaxed as well as the flames were gone and he let out a breath he had been holding.
“What, tease you?” he pouted lightly, not minding the flames as long as they weren’t threatening to hurt him. “I need to have my fun too. Do you get this angry if it’s less sensitive matter or do I have to deprive myself completely?”
‘No, I don’t.’ Axel glanced away, shoving his hands in his pockets, ‘Did I make you scared of fire?’
