Nations- Pacing
Title: Pacing
Fandom: FF7
Warning: The universe!
Note: And Zack finally steals back the point of view after um... 8 chapters of it wandering? In any case! Zack is dealing with a concept that, to him, is rather novel. I think he did good. Oh! Outlands has updates. Yay for fan more prolific than myself?
He leaned over her bed, his hair a bright splash of light in the darkness and his blue eyes watching her with quiet intensity as a faint frown lingered at the corners of his mouth. It was clear he didn't think she should be there. It was also clear he had no intention of telling her so.
It was one room over, not quite attached to the harem suite and reserved for guests that the King had deemed important. Technically, they were allowed to be there. Officially, one of them had been asked for. Privately, the woman very likely knew that she wasn't going to be alone even though she hadn't invited, nor even spoken to, the blond that was hovering over her bed with a quietly bothered air.
Sighing out a soft breath, he ran a last look over the scene and slipped back from the doorway he was leaning on. He didn't need to worry about Sapphire any since the woman wasn't going to touch him. They seemed almost like siblings and that was enough to ease his qualms and allow him to sneak back across the hall to the rooms he shared with the other gems. Almost, but really not quite, and he curtailed his thoughts before anxiety could send him to check again.
He had to be up early in the morning to attend to the king, and he couldn't be exhausted because he'd stayed up the whole night fretting over something that wasn't his worry in the first place. He didn't have any say in the possible outcomes that would happen because the priestess was in his King's home. He would have no say in if his fellow gem would be released into her care.
It wasn't anything he'd ever had to be worried about before and he really, really, didn't like it.
He hesitated near his bed before turning around to head back for the room he'd just left. A pillow smacked him in the face as soon as he completed the action and a grumpy voice came from the general direction the throw had originated in. "Stay or go already, your pacing is starting to get on my nerves."
"I am not pacing! I'm just… checking on the king's interests." He pelted the pillow back at the remaining blond, following it over to lean on the man's nest of bedding.
"No, you are fussing and pacing. He wouldn't let her steal him in the dead of the night, not to mention that you've checked six times already, just where do you expect them to go?" There was a brief pause. "Get off my bed."
In direct contradiction to what he'd been told, he straddled the gray-eyed man, using him a perch as he lowered his voice so as not to bother the one person still asleep in the room. "Look, I'm allowed to worry a little, this isn't exactly a familiar situation for me. So just be quiet about it, alright Di?"
"No. You're still keeping me up." He frowned, prodding rudely at the chest of the darker slave and seemed less than shocked when it did absolutely nothing. "I believe I told you to get off my bed."
A little glint of mischievous intent flickered in the older slave's eyes, and he draped himself quite comfortably on the younger one. "But I don't want to."
"Amethyst, I'm trying to sleep." This time the prodding transformed into a full-fledged shove, which only served to give the taller gem a chance to roll to the side and under the blankets before he could be stopped.
"So am I."
"You're annoying."
"Put up with me and I'll stay put until the king comes to get me."
"…Really now?"
"Yeah. Deal?" Smirking as he saw the hint of interest that broke through the other man's glare, he snuggled his cheek rather comfortably on a pale shoulder.
One aborted action of his pillow to roll onto his side was the initial answer, one he thought had been wholly unnecessary, and then the man sighed sharply a moment later, closing his eyes rather imperiously instead. "Go to sleep before I kick you."
Dark hair fell into his eyes as he lifted his head to look at the pale face properly, tone turning serious. "Thanks Di, not a night I think I wanted to sleep alone for."
"That's all very nice, but I really don't care. Sleep." Even though the words had been sharp, the blond had wrapped his arms around him, pressing his cheek back down against his chest in a gesture that was half impatient, half gentle.
"Yeah, yeah. Going." This time he allowed himself to close his eyes and try to relax.
Sapphire would still be there in the morning.
Fandom: FF7
Warning: The universe!
Note: And Zack finally steals back the point of view after um... 8 chapters of it wandering? In any case! Zack is dealing with a concept that, to him, is rather novel. I think he did good. Oh! Outlands has updates. Yay for fan more prolific than myself?
He leaned over her bed, his hair a bright splash of light in the darkness and his blue eyes watching her with quiet intensity as a faint frown lingered at the corners of his mouth. It was clear he didn't think she should be there. It was also clear he had no intention of telling her so.
It was one room over, not quite attached to the harem suite and reserved for guests that the King had deemed important. Technically, they were allowed to be there. Officially, one of them had been asked for. Privately, the woman very likely knew that she wasn't going to be alone even though she hadn't invited, nor even spoken to, the blond that was hovering over her bed with a quietly bothered air.
Sighing out a soft breath, he ran a last look over the scene and slipped back from the doorway he was leaning on. He didn't need to worry about Sapphire any since the woman wasn't going to touch him. They seemed almost like siblings and that was enough to ease his qualms and allow him to sneak back across the hall to the rooms he shared with the other gems. Almost, but really not quite, and he curtailed his thoughts before anxiety could send him to check again.
He had to be up early in the morning to attend to the king, and he couldn't be exhausted because he'd stayed up the whole night fretting over something that wasn't his worry in the first place. He didn't have any say in the possible outcomes that would happen because the priestess was in his King's home. He would have no say in if his fellow gem would be released into her care.
It wasn't anything he'd ever had to be worried about before and he really, really, didn't like it.
He hesitated near his bed before turning around to head back for the room he'd just left. A pillow smacked him in the face as soon as he completed the action and a grumpy voice came from the general direction the throw had originated in. "Stay or go already, your pacing is starting to get on my nerves."
"I am not pacing! I'm just… checking on the king's interests." He pelted the pillow back at the remaining blond, following it over to lean on the man's nest of bedding.
"No, you are fussing and pacing. He wouldn't let her steal him in the dead of the night, not to mention that you've checked six times already, just where do you expect them to go?" There was a brief pause. "Get off my bed."
In direct contradiction to what he'd been told, he straddled the gray-eyed man, using him a perch as he lowered his voice so as not to bother the one person still asleep in the room. "Look, I'm allowed to worry a little, this isn't exactly a familiar situation for me. So just be quiet about it, alright Di?"
"No. You're still keeping me up." He frowned, prodding rudely at the chest of the darker slave and seemed less than shocked when it did absolutely nothing. "I believe I told you to get off my bed."
A little glint of mischievous intent flickered in the older slave's eyes, and he draped himself quite comfortably on the younger one. "But I don't want to."
"Amethyst, I'm trying to sleep." This time the prodding transformed into a full-fledged shove, which only served to give the taller gem a chance to roll to the side and under the blankets before he could be stopped.
"So am I."
"You're annoying."
"Put up with me and I'll stay put until the king comes to get me."
"…Really now?"
"Yeah. Deal?" Smirking as he saw the hint of interest that broke through the other man's glare, he snuggled his cheek rather comfortably on a pale shoulder.
One aborted action of his pillow to roll onto his side was the initial answer, one he thought had been wholly unnecessary, and then the man sighed sharply a moment later, closing his eyes rather imperiously instead. "Go to sleep before I kick you."
Dark hair fell into his eyes as he lifted his head to look at the pale face properly, tone turning serious. "Thanks Di, not a night I think I wanted to sleep alone for."
"That's all very nice, but I really don't care. Sleep." Even though the words had been sharp, the blond had wrapped his arms around him, pressing his cheek back down against his chest in a gesture that was half impatient, half gentle.
"Yeah, yeah. Going." This time he allowed himself to close his eyes and try to relax.
Sapphire would still be there in the morning.