[...Tentatively reaches a hand out and plops it atop Roxas's head, messying up his hair at first, but then it turns into gentle petting instead.] 'Cause.
[Because you're never close enough. He's still smiling, but his eyes retain a hint of something dark. Would you call it sadness? Axel's not sure. Whatever it is, it drives him to shut his eyes, tiredly lean closer and press his forehead against Roxas's. Fwump.]