Chapter 7

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I opened my eyes slowly, my body cold and wet, to the sight of a forest, rain sprinkling lightly. I looked up at the treetops, then down, seeing a mop of wet blond hair resting against my chest. Not only was it Roxas's hair, it was his whole body on top of me. My eyes widened slightly and my heart skipped a beat, my face getting a bit pink. He was asleep, his arms wrapped around me, soaking wet and freezing cold.

I didn't want to wake him, so I slowly slid from under him, scooped him up with sore arms, then carried him into the town. I walked slowly and tiredly through the town, to the beach, and up to our hotel room. I walked in silently, laying Roxas down on the couch. "Roxas? Hey are you okay? You're soaking wet and I think you might have caught a cold." I whispered in his ear, trying to wake him up. He opened his eyes and sat up, rubbing his head groggily.

"Hey, you need to get changed. Those clothes are soaked." I said as he sneezed. "Can you bring my bag over here?" he asked as I rummaged through my bag, finding something to wear to bed. "Here, just wear something of mine." I said, tossing a baggy tee-shirt and shorts at him. I changed into my clothes next to my bed, too tired to go into the bathroom to do it.

"This is way too big for me." He said with a slight laugh. "Just get in bed, Roxas. I don't want your cold to get worse." I said, helping him up and leading him to his bed. He got in and I got in my bed across from his. I layed down and closed my eyes, but the moment of silence after the lights were turned out were interrupted my my own sneezing...

I hate colds...

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