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[mirroredecho]

Characters: Cloud & Tifa
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Tifa spilled the beans about Cloud's bike, and he asked her to show it to him. This is totally not a follow up date.
Location: Luca
Date: Let's go with 30th January 1805
Warnings: Chocobo-boy fawning over Fenrir? Is that even a warning?

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[heartofheaven]

It'd been a while since she'd poked through this place, but Tifa knew exactly where the motorcycle was. Stepping past the junk, she stopped next to an object covered by an off-white sheet.

"It's here."

One good tug was all it took; Tifa pulled back the sheet to reveal Fenrir, still black and shiny and hopefully not rusty, though they'd see once they moved it out into the sunlight. She rested a hand on the driver's seat.

"Want to bring it out?"

Of course, Tifa could easily do that herself, but she wanted Cloud to have this moment. She knew he'd appreciate it.

[mirroredecho]

He stopped, twisting his body to look in her direction as she spoke, eyes only staying on her face for a moment before floating downward, where they promptly widened.

That... was one amazing piece of work.

Moving around the various piles of junk, he came up next to her, hand reaching out to press against the small of her back in thanks before slipping off, those same gloved fingers now running over the body of the bike, admiring it.

"When did I get this?"

[heartofheaven]

"After we started living in Edge," Tifa replied, smiling at the look on his face. "That's the town that was built on the outskirts of Midgar. You spent a lot of time customising it. Pretty impressive, huh?"

[mirroredecho]

"Looks like I did a good job." Yup, just gonna take a couple of minutes and admire it now. Forgive him if he ignores you, Tifa.