Comfortable People (Axel x Reader)

You were happily laying on your bed consumed in the magazine you were reading when suddenly a very irritated looking redheaded man ran by your open door. You sat up and hesitantly walked to the door-frame, curiosity consuming you. You poked your head out and looked both ways.
“Huh nothing,” you stated as you stepped into the hallway, “guess it was my imagi- OW!” You were now on the hard ground with something heavy on top of you. Something moving.
“Oh hey (Nobodies name),” Axel was smiling happily on top of you. Did he not know how HEAVY he was? With a grunt you tried to move him off of you, but he stayed in place and your grunt turned into a squeak.
“(N/n)? Hello? I just said “hi” to you, y’know?”
“Ugh! Hello Axel! How is the weather on top of me? I bet it’s better than the weather under you!” you spat at him still wiggling under his hips. He laughed at that, his green eyes closing in genuine enjoyment.
“Man (N/n), you sure are weird’” he said between his laughs. Your face was centimeters from his black organization coat and you were starting to get embarrassed. You tried pushing him off again until he grabbed your hands and held them out in front of him.
“(N/n) it isn’t nice to push. Did you ever think I’m still sitting on you for a reason?” the redhead asked as he wagged his finger in your face.
“It better be a damned good one then,” you huffed out at him turning your head away so he wouldn’t see you blush.
“I think it may be the best reason anyone has ever had,” he wiggled his hips on your stomach and you grunted, “you are the most comfortable person I have ever sat on, got it memorized?” That was it. That was all it took. You punched him as hard as you could in his stomach and he promptly fell backwards onto the floor.
“I should have never even looked out my door.” you huffed walking back into your room and slamming the door. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Axel getting up, so you locked the door as well, just in case. You lifted your (shirt color) shirt to survey the damage. A lavender bruise was all that remained as evidence of that idiot. You sighed, pulling your shirt back down and looked over to your phone on your nightstand. The screen was lit up and you looked at the text message you had relieved a few minutes earlier.

Uh… hey (N/n)? Weird question but did Axel just try to sit on you? He barged into my room earlier and sat on my lap. He mumble something about comfortable people then left…? D: -Roxas

You giggled to yourself and sat your phone down. Yes your boyfriend Axel was strange, but he was yours. You heard a scream and hoped he hadn’t tried to sit on Saix…