Title: Snared
Fandom: Final Fantasy IV
Characters/Pairings: Edge, Rydia (Edge/Rydia, even)
Rating: No cock.
Summary: At the end of the day.
That last battle had to have tired her out. It had to be that, because there was no way otherwise that she'd sit next to him, let alone lean against him and let him put his arm around her shoulders. But there she was, her head on his shoulder, almost falling asleep.
Edge was tired. And he was aware of being sweaty and dirty and probably not smelling too good. She wasn't exactly a bouquet of roses either. But Rydia was leaning against him, letting him put his arm around her, and it wasn't his turn to cook.
Not your typical definition of happiness -- but happiness nonetheless. Until tomorrow, anyway, when she would undoubtedly find some reason to snip at him and ignore him all day.
He hadn't ever felt like that before. It occured to him that he was well and truly snared, already.
Perhaps when he was less tired, and Rydia wasn't warm and solid and heavy against his side, he'd care more.