[Final Fantasy VIII] Wine
Title: Wine
Status: Complete
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairings/Characters: Seifer/Squall/Zell
Rating: PG
Warnings: None, really.
Notes: 152 words. I wrote this for laylah, because she was feeling sickish.
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VIII belongs to Squaresoft. I own neither the characters nor the setting, nor do I make any profit from my fanfiction, which is purely for my own enjoyment.
Summary: Zell actually bought wine.
"Leonhart." Seifer's eyebrow was arched so high Zell was astounded it hadn't flown right off his face. "What is that?"
"Wine," Squall muttered. "It was Zell's idea."
Seifer switched his attention to Zell, who squirmed a little. "Well...I thought it'd be nice, and all," he protested. Seifer looking like that didn't bode well for him. Well, it did, but it meant Seifer was getting in the mood to play rough, and while Zell didn't mind, that hadn't really been his intention.
Seifer didn't say anything, just kept staring at Zell. Finally Squall broke the silence. "Just drink the damn wine, Seifer, and quit terrifying him."
Seifer sighed and picked up the glass to sip. His skeptical impression turned to one of surprise. "Well, who knew you had good taste in wine, Chicken-Wuss?"
Zell drank his own wine, and resolved never ever to tell them that Rinoa had helped him pick it out.
Status: Complete
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairings/Characters: Seifer/Squall/Zell
Rating: PG
Warnings: None, really.
Notes: 152 words. I wrote this for laylah, because she was feeling sickish.
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VIII belongs to Squaresoft. I own neither the characters nor the setting, nor do I make any profit from my fanfiction, which is purely for my own enjoyment.
Summary: Zell actually bought wine.
"Leonhart." Seifer's eyebrow was arched so high Zell was astounded it hadn't flown right off his face. "What is that?"
"Wine," Squall muttered. "It was Zell's idea."
Seifer switched his attention to Zell, who squirmed a little. "Well...I thought it'd be nice, and all," he protested. Seifer looking like that didn't bode well for him. Well, it did, but it meant Seifer was getting in the mood to play rough, and while Zell didn't mind, that hadn't really been his intention.
Seifer didn't say anything, just kept staring at Zell. Finally Squall broke the silence. "Just drink the damn wine, Seifer, and quit terrifying him."
Seifer sighed and picked up the glass to sip. His skeptical impression turned to one of surprise. "Well, who knew you had good taste in wine, Chicken-Wuss?"
Zell drank his own wine, and resolved never ever to tell them that Rinoa had helped him pick it out.