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FFVIII: Star Bright
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Seifer just cares.
"Aren't you going inside?"
Squall didn't answer at all and Seifer frowned slightly at the way Squall had already blocked him out. They'd only just stopped fighting, and Squall should have longing for a shower and bed, hot and sweaty, aching in every muscle and more tired than he'd ever been in his life.
Seifer certainly felt that way, anyway, though the night air was cold enough to make him shiver, his shirt sticking to his back in now cold sweat.
"Leonhart!"
Squall flinched a little at the shout, and swung round, raising his gunblade when Seifer put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm too tired to fight anymore, Almasy," he snarled, and Seifer almost smiled at the bright sparks in his eyes, even if he wasn't about to fight him.
"Actually, I wasn't asking you to fight. I was wondering if you were going to hurry your ass up and get inside before you catch a cold."
"I'm not -- " Squall began, and then shivered violently at the cold, falling silent when he realised he'd betrayed himself. "Just leave me alone," he said lamely.
Seifer took his trench coat off and draped it over Squall's shoulders, not caring if he'd be cold. "Don't be an idiot," he huffed, almost gently, "you need to get inside and have a hot shower or something. It's too cold out here. And," he shivered a little, "dark."
"Afraid?"
Seifer held back anger at the sneer in Squall's voice. "No. But standing around here star gazing is pointless."
Squall put Lionheart away, starlight glinting off the blade, and snorted softly. "What do you care, anyway?"
"You're impossible," Seifer said, after a minute of realising that he didn't have an answer.
"Why do you care?" he asked, insistent.
"I just do," Seifer said, and annoyed again now, grabbed him by the arm and yanked him close, silencing him with a kiss and then picking him up, finding that far too easy considering Squall's height. "Just shut up and come inside."
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Seifer just cares.
"Aren't you going inside?"
Squall didn't answer at all and Seifer frowned slightly at the way Squall had already blocked him out. They'd only just stopped fighting, and Squall should have longing for a shower and bed, hot and sweaty, aching in every muscle and more tired than he'd ever been in his life.
Seifer certainly felt that way, anyway, though the night air was cold enough to make him shiver, his shirt sticking to his back in now cold sweat.
"Leonhart!"
Squall flinched a little at the shout, and swung round, raising his gunblade when Seifer put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm too tired to fight anymore, Almasy," he snarled, and Seifer almost smiled at the bright sparks in his eyes, even if he wasn't about to fight him.
"Actually, I wasn't asking you to fight. I was wondering if you were going to hurry your ass up and get inside before you catch a cold."
"I'm not -- " Squall began, and then shivered violently at the cold, falling silent when he realised he'd betrayed himself. "Just leave me alone," he said lamely.
Seifer took his trench coat off and draped it over Squall's shoulders, not caring if he'd be cold. "Don't be an idiot," he huffed, almost gently, "you need to get inside and have a hot shower or something. It's too cold out here. And," he shivered a little, "dark."
"Afraid?"
Seifer held back anger at the sneer in Squall's voice. "No. But standing around here star gazing is pointless."
Squall put Lionheart away, starlight glinting off the blade, and snorted softly. "What do you care, anyway?"
"You're impossible," Seifer said, after a minute of realising that he didn't have an answer.
"Why do you care?" he asked, insistent.
"I just do," Seifer said, and annoyed again now, grabbed him by the arm and yanked him close, silencing him with a kiss and then picking him up, finding that far too easy considering Squall's height. "Just shut up and come inside."
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And that is Seifer in a nutshell :)