heat sink
It had been a hot, sticky day, continuing the trend from earlier that week, and Axel was sprawled in bed, dozing. It was true, he preferred the heat, but that didn’t make it any less draining, and there was nothing better than stepping into the air-conditioned apartment after a long day out in the sun. He’d already taken a shower to wash the sweat away, and hadn’t bothered with clothing, because even with the AC on, he was warm.
So when he started awake to a cold touch, he leaned into it with a sound of appreciation. He blinked the bleariness from his eyes to see Roxas smiling down at him; Axel gave him a sleepy smile in return. “Your hands are so cold. It feels good.”
“How are you this hot with the AC on?” Roxas turned his hand and pressed it against the side of Axel’s neck.
“Good looks run in the family, Rox.” Axel placed his hand over Roxas’s, trapping the cold there.
Roxas pulled his hand from Axel’s grasp and smacked his arm. “That’s not what I meant. I was talking about your temperature.”
“I wasn’t.” Axel smirked.
“No shit.” Roxas rolled his eyes.
“But, if we’re talking temperatures, how are you so cold?” Axel reached for Roxas’s hand again and pressed it against his cheek. “Not that I’m complaining.”
Roxas gave him a wry look. “The AC is on. You know know my hands are always cold, right?”
“Mm.” Axel captured Roxas’s other hand, to replace the first, which had lost some of its chill. “But I’m still hot.”
Roxas pursed his lips. “Let go of my hand, Axel.”
“But it feels so good,” Axel whined. Still, he pressed a kiss to Roxas’s fingers and released him.
“Well,” Roxas huffed, “fine.” In an exaggerated motion, he flopped on the bed next to Axel, and then tucked himself against Axel’s side. “You can have all the cold.” With that, he pressed his face into Axel’s neck.
“Aw! Even your nose is cold!” Axel stroked Roxas’s hair, relishing the contrast of Roxas’s cold skin against his own.
“My feet, too,” Roxas mumbled, tangling their legs together.
Axel chuckled. “Alright, I’ll warm you up.”
“Good,” and it sounded a little petulant, Axel decided, and that was really cute.
Axel breathed in the smell of Roxas, enjoying the closeness as much as he did the pleasant chill of Roxas’s skin. “I love you.” Roxas snuggled closer and sighed. With the hum of the air conditioning and their limbs twined together, it was easy to be lulled into another comfortable drowse. And before Axel slipped away in a full sleep, he thought, What a perfect end to the day.