Characters: AU!Fayt and AU!Aerith.
Where: Dor-Enas.
When: Backdated to the night of
this entry.
Summary: Fayt and Aerith agree to cook and have dinner together so they could catch up with things and make goo-goo eyes at each other.
Warnings: Wibbles! ♥ And fake!mistletoe. >3
Fayt got his apron ready, putting it on and heading for the kitchen. He wasn't the best cook in the world, but he was a decent one, and he knew enough to survive on his own. It was something he learned while growing up, as his parents were researchers and often left him alone, and something that his childhood friend Sophia had insisted that he learn to do. As he carried himself to the kitchen, he forced the leader in him to keep quiet for a while and let the husband side surface. Econtra wasn't going to explode if he stopped thinking about keeping the peace and keeping the Alliance intact for an hour or two, was it?
Aerith was already there when he arrived, but he really wasn't surprised. It was her territory, after all. "Hey, princess," he greeted, walking over to give his wife a kiss.