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FFVIII: Friday Morning
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: Sap
Rating: PG
Summary: Getting home on a Friday. Timeline here.
"Where exactly do you think you're going?"
Squall put his bag down with a sigh, running a hand through his hair and taking a few steps closer to the bed. His eyes were betraying how sleepy he was. "Seifer, I've still got work today, I've got to go. I'm sorry."
Seifer shook his head, getting up and wrapping his arm around Squall. He didn't let him speak for a moment, just held him tight and hated every single person who might ever cause Squall to look like that. Even himself, if he ever had, and he probably had. Finally, he kissed Squall's forehead, running a soothing hand down his back. "No, you haven't got work."
"Seifer..."
"I called in sick for you already. Your schedule today is," and he made a big show of checking Squall's schedule, which was pinned up on the wall close to them, "sleep, sleep, some more sleep, and then sex with your handsome and very loving boyfriend."
Squall smiled. Just a little bit. He leaned his head against Seifer's shoulder and wrapped his arms around him tightly. "I thought sex with my asshole of a handsome boyfriend came first on that list usually."
Seifer smirked a little, pushing Squall's jacket off his shoulders and leaning over to drape it over the back of a chair before running his hands up under Squall's shirt, carefully pulling that off and brushing Squall's hair back into some semblence of order again. "But sex with your loving boyfriend waits for you to have enough energy to really do your best."
"I am tired," Squall said, and Seifer nodded, undoing his belts and helping him get his pants off.
"I know."
Squall glared at Seifer when he leaned down, put an arm behind Squall's knees and swept him up into his arms, but Seifer just smirked some more and kissed him lightly, carrying him to their bed and putting him down carefully.
"Allow me to spoil you just a little, okay? You go to sleep and I'll field all calls from your secretary, Cid, Kadowaki or anyone else. I'll even stop Selphie coming in with get well cards and flowers."
"I'm not ill."
"You will be if you don't go to sleep now."
Squall obeyed.
He was smiling.
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: Sap
Rating: PG
Summary: Getting home on a Friday. Timeline here.
"Where exactly do you think you're going?"
Squall put his bag down with a sigh, running a hand through his hair and taking a few steps closer to the bed. His eyes were betraying how sleepy he was. "Seifer, I've still got work today, I've got to go. I'm sorry."
Seifer shook his head, getting up and wrapping his arm around Squall. He didn't let him speak for a moment, just held him tight and hated every single person who might ever cause Squall to look like that. Even himself, if he ever had, and he probably had. Finally, he kissed Squall's forehead, running a soothing hand down his back. "No, you haven't got work."
"Seifer..."
"I called in sick for you already. Your schedule today is," and he made a big show of checking Squall's schedule, which was pinned up on the wall close to them, "sleep, sleep, some more sleep, and then sex with your handsome and very loving boyfriend."
Squall smiled. Just a little bit. He leaned his head against Seifer's shoulder and wrapped his arms around him tightly. "I thought sex with my asshole of a handsome boyfriend came first on that list usually."
Seifer smirked a little, pushing Squall's jacket off his shoulders and leaning over to drape it over the back of a chair before running his hands up under Squall's shirt, carefully pulling that off and brushing Squall's hair back into some semblence of order again. "But sex with your loving boyfriend waits for you to have enough energy to really do your best."
"I am tired," Squall said, and Seifer nodded, undoing his belts and helping him get his pants off.
"I know."
Squall glared at Seifer when he leaned down, put an arm behind Squall's knees and swept him up into his arms, but Seifer just smirked some more and kissed him lightly, carrying him to their bed and putting him down carefully.
"Allow me to spoil you just a little, okay? You go to sleep and I'll field all calls from your secretary, Cid, Kadowaki or anyone else. I'll even stop Selphie coming in with get well cards and flowers."
"I'm not ill."
"You will be if you don't go to sleep now."
Squall obeyed.
He was smiling.
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I like the aspect of Seifer taking care of Squall that you've brought out in this series; it's really nice :D
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