Final Fantasy Seven: Sephiroth/Cloud
Title: Time and Place
Author: forgottenlover
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word count: 198
Summary: Cloud enjoyed the quiet time.
There were places and times for everything, but he had honestly never thought that there would be either for this. Then again, he’d never expected to get so close to the man, the legend, that was the General. He never expected to find anything in common with the man, and he definitely never expected to be his friend, let alone something that he could almost safely say was a lover.
A, being because Zack was there too. Not that he blamed Zack for not budging over, because Sephiroth was almost scarily human once you got down to it.
The current arrangement just highlighted that fact, and he closed his eyes, letting the man use a soft, short bristle brush to move through the short fluff he tried to call hair. Even though he knew it wouldn’t do any good, wouldn’t smooth the spikes or deal with any knots, it still felt nice.
Mostly, from what he could tell, that was because this was Sephiroth, and it was what he wanted to do... and that was all that counted. At least at the moment.
He’d try to think up a better reason if Zack showed up with a camera.
Author: forgottenlover
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word count: 198
Summary: Cloud enjoyed the quiet time.
There were places and times for everything, but he had honestly never thought that there would be either for this. Then again, he’d never expected to get so close to the man, the legend, that was the General. He never expected to find anything in common with the man, and he definitely never expected to be his friend, let alone something that he could almost safely say was a lover.
A, being because Zack was there too. Not that he blamed Zack for not budging over, because Sephiroth was almost scarily human once you got down to it.
The current arrangement just highlighted that fact, and he closed his eyes, letting the man use a soft, short bristle brush to move through the short fluff he tried to call hair. Even though he knew it wouldn’t do any good, wouldn’t smooth the spikes or deal with any knots, it still felt nice.
Mostly, from what he could tell, that was because this was Sephiroth, and it was what he wanted to do... and that was all that counted. At least at the moment.
He’d try to think up a better reason if Zack showed up with a camera.