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FFVIII: The Risks
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairings: Seifer/Squall/Zell
Warnings: Angst
Rating: PG13
Summary: Love in amongst it all. Timeline here.
You take stupid risks. You takes such fucking stupid risks. How can you leave me and Zell sitting here like this, waiting to know if you'll be okay? How can you, Squall? How can you leave us here, your lovers, while your mind walks on fevered paths that we can't walk with you?
We're supposed to do all this together. All of it. The three of us, we can face down armies together, but we can't fight fever for you, can't stop the poison in your body killing you. Why did you take such a risk, Squally-boy? Are you tired of life? It isn't a game. Not all of it, anyway, there are things apart from the game. There's love, and loyalty, and pain, pain like this when we don't know if our lover will live or die.
It's not a game.
We've been playing games all our lives, haven't we, Leonhart? But maybe it's time to stop and say what we truly think and feel. Because this isn't all there is. We played our games because we couldn't stand the intensity of our feelings, because we needed an escape, because we needed somewhere to hide. But we can't hide in the games we play when you're laying there like that, Squall.
So let me say it.
We love you. Zell and I, we love you. And no matter what games we play in bed, we can't call this relationship a game anymore. Games don't make you feel like this. We're not playing games anymore. Games don't hurt. Except when you fall. But this isn't a fall.
You know I love you, but there's a part of you that's hiding from that. And you love me, but there's a part of me that just won't admit that this is more than a game. There's a part of all three of us that won't admit that now we can't live without each other, that now, beyond all the games, we need each other. There's a part of me that won't be satisfied by whispering you orders and telling you I love you while I fuck you.
I guess these are the risks we take when we start playing, but we already know in our hearts of hearts that we've got something that goes far beyond a game.
Come back to us, Squall. And then we can talk.
Pairings: Seifer/Squall/Zell
Warnings: Angst
Rating: PG13
Summary: Love in amongst it all. Timeline here.
You take stupid risks. You takes such fucking stupid risks. How can you leave me and Zell sitting here like this, waiting to know if you'll be okay? How can you, Squall? How can you leave us here, your lovers, while your mind walks on fevered paths that we can't walk with you?
We're supposed to do all this together. All of it. The three of us, we can face down armies together, but we can't fight fever for you, can't stop the poison in your body killing you. Why did you take such a risk, Squally-boy? Are you tired of life? It isn't a game. Not all of it, anyway, there are things apart from the game. There's love, and loyalty, and pain, pain like this when we don't know if our lover will live or die.
It's not a game.
We've been playing games all our lives, haven't we, Leonhart? But maybe it's time to stop and say what we truly think and feel. Because this isn't all there is. We played our games because we couldn't stand the intensity of our feelings, because we needed an escape, because we needed somewhere to hide. But we can't hide in the games we play when you're laying there like that, Squall.
So let me say it.
We love you. Zell and I, we love you. And no matter what games we play in bed, we can't call this relationship a game anymore. Games don't make you feel like this. We're not playing games anymore. Games don't hurt. Except when you fall. But this isn't a fall.
You know I love you, but there's a part of you that's hiding from that. And you love me, but there's a part of me that just won't admit that this is more than a game. There's a part of all three of us that won't admit that now we can't live without each other, that now, beyond all the games, we need each other. There's a part of me that won't be satisfied by whispering you orders and telling you I love you while I fuck you.
I guess these are the risks we take when we start playing, but we already know in our hearts of hearts that we've got something that goes far beyond a game.
Come back to us, Squall. And then we can talk.