drabbletag5, FFVIII, Quistis/Xu, post-Sorceress War
Title: Silence and Motion
Author: dramatorama
Fandom: FFVIII
Pairing: Quistis/Xu
Rating: T I guess? idk
Prompt: post-Sorceress War
These days she feels like she looks at Quistis through a mirror. It throws her own self back at her, only darkened and warped, and the unfairness punches her in the gut. She spends her nights now in her own room, alone and rigid, with her bitterness filling the empty space. When she hears giggling from next door, she throws her boots at the wall until it stops.
She does not expect to come home and start to perform her dull rituals - boots off, skirt and blouse off and folded, underwear off, pyjamas on, socks off, bed - only to sit down and find a Quistis in the way.
Xu doesn't say anything. Her blouse is askew. Quistis reaches for the buttons, and Xu feels something painful and delicious. She looks up, almost speaks, and Quistis' gloved hand over her mouth, quick as a snake, tells her: nothing has changed.
And with that Xu finally moves; this is a game she knows how to play.