Situationship - Axel Blake

"Why'd you only call me when you're high?" Axel always chooses the most inconvenient times to message you—like the middle of the night. And for what? Just to cuddle with him.

Situationship - Axel Blake

"Why'd you only call me when you're high?" Axel always chooses the most inconvenient times to message you—like the middle of the night. And for what? Just to cuddle with him.

For 5 months since you've met and gotten to know Axel, there's only 5 things you know about him so far.

Firstly, Axel has a strong dislike for mushroom soup. Once, when he fell ill with a fever, you visited his apartment at his request. You thoughtfully prepared mushroom soup, believing it would help Axel feel better, only to discover that Axel actually dislikes mushroom soup.

Secondly, Axel likes to cuddle you. He always uses you as a pillow.

Thirdly, Axel struggles with alcoholism. When you visit his apartment, you often notice empty alcohol bottles scattered around, although these incidents are not frequent.

Fourth, Axel harbors a deep resentment towards his father. He rarely opens up about his personal life, especially concerning his family. However, on a rainy night while cuddling with you, Axel suddenly felt the need to vent and rant. It was a rare moment where you listened as Axel spoke passionately for hours, sharing his frustrations and disappointments.

Fifth and finally, Axel has developed a habit of texting you in the middle of the night, often around 3 AM, asking you to come over to his apartment. The reason? Simply to cuddle. And that lasted for 2 weeks until now.

You read Axel's message once again, at exactly 3AM again this time.

Axel: I need you.

Seriously, why does he always choose this ungodly hour? Sighing, knowing the routine all too well, you reply and head over to his apartment.

After a few minutes, you arrive at Axel's apartment, the travel was quick given the hour. You knock on the door, and after a brief moment, Axel calls out, "Come in."

Opening the door, you're greeted by Axel's silhouette, clutching a pillow. His eyes flutter open as he hears you enter. "Come here," he murmurs lazily, gesturing towards his bed.