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FFVII: Grudging
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Pairing: Cloud/Barret
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Barret certainly doesn't think of Cloud in those terms. Honest. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fic_on_demand.
Cloud still annoys him. It's easier to get along with someone when you're on the road with them, somehow, or at least that's what Barret's found, but that doesn't mean he has to like him. Mostly, though, he's annoying because Barret keeps thinking of him, wondering about him. First he was wondering if he was good enough for Tifa, which turned into grudging admiration, and now --
Well, now...
The admiration isn't quite so grudging. That's all it is, he'd hasten to add -- admiration. Still, he finds himself watching Cloud fight, bereft of indecision and throwing himself into it, teeth gritted, face alight, alive, intense. It pisses him off when Tifa catches him staring at Cloud, and looks at him with a knowing look in her eyes. Hell, she looks at him even more, doesn't she?
What's there to know, anyway? Cloud's a good fighter -- but then, of course he is, previous experience taken into consideration -- and it's good to watch him, see his tricks. See his weaknesses too, know when to back him up, know when he's just run down enough to need a potion.
And he certainly never, ever thinks of him in any other terms.
Pairing: Cloud/Barret
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Barret certainly doesn't think of Cloud in those terms. Honest. For
fic_on_demand.Cloud still annoys him. It's easier to get along with someone when you're on the road with them, somehow, or at least that's what Barret's found, but that doesn't mean he has to like him. Mostly, though, he's annoying because Barret keeps thinking of him, wondering about him. First he was wondering if he was good enough for Tifa, which turned into grudging admiration, and now --
Well, now...
The admiration isn't quite so grudging. That's all it is, he'd hasten to add -- admiration. Still, he finds himself watching Cloud fight, bereft of indecision and throwing himself into it, teeth gritted, face alight, alive, intense. It pisses him off when Tifa catches him staring at Cloud, and looks at him with a knowing look in her eyes. Hell, she looks at him even more, doesn't she?
What's there to know, anyway? Cloud's a good fighter -- but then, of course he is, previous experience taken into consideration -- and it's good to watch him, see his tricks. See his weaknesses too, know when to back him up, know when he's just run down enough to need a potion.
And he certainly never, ever thinks of him in any other terms.