FFVIII: Farewells
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Irvine/Selphie
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Squall still didn't understand the whole sentimental thing. For
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"Are you done yet?"
Selphie huffed softly, extricating herself from Irvine's arms, making a face at Squall. "You're such a spoilsport. We're going to be away on this mission for weeks and you won't let us say goodbye properly! Meanie."
"We have to get going, Selphie," Squall said, patiently. "We don't have time to waste."
"Oh, grumpyguts." Selphie smiled, leaning up to peck him on the cheek and giving him a gentle push out of the room, ignoring his somewhat stunned and confused look. "Go on, go to the car park, I'll join you there in ten minutes. I promise."
And then she shut the door firmly in his face.
He sighed, waited for a moment, and then headed for the car park. That was exactly why he never got into relationships. He didn't want to sign up for the whole huggy-kissy never-let-you-go crap that Selphie and Irvine seemed to indulge in. That Rinoa had always wanted from him. He didn't see the point in it.
And he especially didn't see the point in the whole peck on the cheek thing.
Monsters, Squall could deal with. They were straight forward, at least. But women?
Never.
Pairing: Irvine/Selphie
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Squall still didn't understand the whole sentimental thing. For
"Are you done yet?"
Selphie huffed softly, extricating herself from Irvine's arms, making a face at Squall. "You're such a spoilsport. We're going to be away on this mission for weeks and you won't let us say goodbye properly! Meanie."
"We have to get going, Selphie," Squall said, patiently. "We don't have time to waste."
"Oh, grumpyguts." Selphie smiled, leaning up to peck him on the cheek and giving him a gentle push out of the room, ignoring his somewhat stunned and confused look. "Go on, go to the car park, I'll join you there in ten minutes. I promise."
And then she shut the door firmly in his face.
He sighed, waited for a moment, and then headed for the car park. That was exactly why he never got into relationships. He didn't want to sign up for the whole huggy-kissy never-let-you-go crap that Selphie and Irvine seemed to indulge in. That Rinoa had always wanted from him. He didn't see the point in it.
And he especially didn't see the point in the whole peck on the cheek thing.
Monsters, Squall could deal with. They were straight forward, at least. But women?
Never.
