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FFVIII: Cover
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Seifer/Irvine
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Hell of a way to confess a crush. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
calliopepurple and first_seventhe.
The street is dark, but kissing makes good cover, too. That's about all Seifer has time to think when Irvine gets him up against the wall -- he curls his fingers in Irvine's hair and does his best to look enthusiastic about it: that part, at least, is no hardship. Their target looks past them as if they aren't even there.
Irvine pulls back the minute the guy starts walking again. Seifer catches his arm. "Hell of a way to confess a crush to a guy."
"I'm smooth that way," Irvine says, smirking a little.
They keep their distance from the guy, but Seifer keeps his eyes on him. That's what they're there for, after all -- diverting kisses, however nice, are decidedly not the point right now. "You were looking for an excuse, weren't you?" he says, casually, a block later.
"That obvious?"
"I'm not taken in by your charming ways." Seifer grins. "I know when someone wants me bad."
"We'd better talk about this later," Irvine says, with apparent reluctance. He pauses for a moment to load his gun.
"Talk?" Seifer smirks. "Let's do something about it later. Now, come on, we've got blood and guts to spill."
"You make it sound so appealing," Irvine says, drily.
Pairing: Seifer/Irvine
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Hell of a way to confess a crush. For
calliopepurple and first_seventhe.The street is dark, but kissing makes good cover, too. That's about all Seifer has time to think when Irvine gets him up against the wall -- he curls his fingers in Irvine's hair and does his best to look enthusiastic about it: that part, at least, is no hardship. Their target looks past them as if they aren't even there.
Irvine pulls back the minute the guy starts walking again. Seifer catches his arm. "Hell of a way to confess a crush to a guy."
"I'm smooth that way," Irvine says, smirking a little.
They keep their distance from the guy, but Seifer keeps his eyes on him. That's what they're there for, after all -- diverting kisses, however nice, are decidedly not the point right now. "You were looking for an excuse, weren't you?" he says, casually, a block later.
"That obvious?"
"I'm not taken in by your charming ways." Seifer grins. "I know when someone wants me bad."
"We'd better talk about this later," Irvine says, with apparent reluctance. He pauses for a moment to load his gun.
"Talk?" Seifer smirks. "Let's do something about it later. Now, come on, we've got blood and guts to spill."
"You make it sound so appealing," Irvine says, drily.