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FFVIII: Escapism
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Seifer/Quistis
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Seeing him again after so long.
His trial was long over before he contacted her. She wasn't sure what to expect when she headed into Deling to meet him. Her heart was pounding and never mind butterflies, there were snakes in her stomach, but she wasn't sure what she was afraid of -- nor was she sure what she wanted to happen.
He had been her oldest student. She'd had a lot of stick for not getting him to pass his SeeD exams, but Seifer Almasy was a free spirit and he did what he wanted and as much as that had annoyed her she'd admired it, too, because she wasn't like that.
Because he was her oldest student, and so close to her in age, they had gone out for coffee together quite a few times. It was their form of escapism to sit there, in front of the cafe in Deling, and drink coffee like they were ordinary people -- ordinary people who might, or might not, have been on a date. The memory of those afternoons was something that could always make her smile, would bring to mind an old feeling that set her heart skipping and aching all at once.
She wasn't sure what to expect now, though. She was a little scared that he would be broken. That he wouldn't be quite so much of a free spirit. That he would be bitter, and that he would be a shadow of what he used to be.
She almost didn't go.
But finally, she made the decision to, just half an hour before her train left, so she had to get ready -- showering and washing her hair, leaving it wet as she dressed and rushed out -- and run to Balamb, to get there just in time.
On the train, she fidgeted.
As she waited to get off the train, she fretted.
As she walked through the street, towards that neat little cafe, her heart was in her mouth.
And then she saw him, and it was all okay, because he was sprawled in his chair and smirking and his hair stuck up just that little bit at the front, and he gave her a cocky look and pushed a coffee -- the exact same coffee she had always ordered, way back when -- towards her.
Pairing: Seifer/Quistis
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Seeing him again after so long.
His trial was long over before he contacted her. She wasn't sure what to expect when she headed into Deling to meet him. Her heart was pounding and never mind butterflies, there were snakes in her stomach, but she wasn't sure what she was afraid of -- nor was she sure what she wanted to happen.
He had been her oldest student. She'd had a lot of stick for not getting him to pass his SeeD exams, but Seifer Almasy was a free spirit and he did what he wanted and as much as that had annoyed her she'd admired it, too, because she wasn't like that.
Because he was her oldest student, and so close to her in age, they had gone out for coffee together quite a few times. It was their form of escapism to sit there, in front of the cafe in Deling, and drink coffee like they were ordinary people -- ordinary people who might, or might not, have been on a date. The memory of those afternoons was something that could always make her smile, would bring to mind an old feeling that set her heart skipping and aching all at once.
She wasn't sure what to expect now, though. She was a little scared that he would be broken. That he wouldn't be quite so much of a free spirit. That he would be bitter, and that he would be a shadow of what he used to be.
She almost didn't go.
But finally, she made the decision to, just half an hour before her train left, so she had to get ready -- showering and washing her hair, leaving it wet as she dressed and rushed out -- and run to Balamb, to get there just in time.
On the train, she fidgeted.
As she waited to get off the train, she fretted.
As she walked through the street, towards that neat little cafe, her heart was in her mouth.
And then she saw him, and it was all okay, because he was sprawled in his chair and smirking and his hair stuck up just that little bit at the front, and he gave her a cocky look and pushed a coffee -- the exact same coffee she had always ordered, way back when -- towards her.