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Roxas gasped for air, scraps of his dream still tangling in his mind. He got up and opened a portal; he didn't want to explain if anyone saw him in the halls.
"Axel?"
Axel cracked one eye open, squinting up at him in the dark. "Roxas? Y' okay?" he slurred.
"… no," he whispered. "I had a nightmare."
"Another one?" He yawned and lifted his blanket up. "C'mon."
"Thanks." He curled up under Axel's arm, focusing on the heat he can feel without two layers of heavy leather between them, instead of the sharp pain where his heart once was.