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FFVIII: Obsession
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Seifer isn't obsessed. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
candywrapper's prompt of "obsession".
He's not obsessed. Seifer tells himself that, anyway, even though he knows about practically every move Leonhart makes. It's replaced his usual trouble-making and the old work with the Disciplinary Committee, replaced the time he used to spend teasing (bullying) Zell or annoying Quistis.
He leans against the wall, half in the shadows, as Squall scolds someone. Well. Tries to scold someone: he never did quite learn how. His reputation, his heroism, are enough, now, to make anyone ashamed for disappointing him. Except Seifer, of course. The only way Squall could get round Seifer is -- well.
He watches him in the Training Center, too. Stalks his steps, more sure and quiet than any of the monsters in the Center fit only to be Squall's prey. Squall is a beautiful sight, after all, when he's letting go of it and just fighting, whirling round to meet every attack, so fast that those stupid creatures never even blink at their own deaths.
But he's not obsessed. No.
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Seifer isn't obsessed. For
candywrapper's prompt of "obsession".He's not obsessed. Seifer tells himself that, anyway, even though he knows about practically every move Leonhart makes. It's replaced his usual trouble-making and the old work with the Disciplinary Committee, replaced the time he used to spend teasing (bullying) Zell or annoying Quistis.
He leans against the wall, half in the shadows, as Squall scolds someone. Well. Tries to scold someone: he never did quite learn how. His reputation, his heroism, are enough, now, to make anyone ashamed for disappointing him. Except Seifer, of course. The only way Squall could get round Seifer is -- well.
He watches him in the Training Center, too. Stalks his steps, more sure and quiet than any of the monsters in the Center fit only to be Squall's prey. Squall is a beautiful sight, after all, when he's letting go of it and just fighting, whirling round to meet every attack, so fast that those stupid creatures never even blink at their own deaths.
But he's not obsessed. No.
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