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FFVIII: Darkness
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warning: Angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Always in the darkness. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
candywrapper, from the RP where Seifer is blind.
Squall is asleep.
I can't see him, of course, but I can feel the way he's relaxed, slumped over me. I can hear his breaths, drawn out and soft. Without my sight every other sense seemed sharpened, now. I can feel his heart beating against my chest. I can feel the bandages rough against my skin where it isn't just a mess of desensitised scar tissue.
I reach up and run my fingers through his hair, feeling it soft and silky again my fingers. I wish I could see him. When I ran my fingers over his face I could almost remember. His nose just like that, and the scar across it. The smile, though, that was different. He'd never smiled before.
It annoys me how much they stole from me. My dignity. Thanks to them I found Squall again, or rather, he found me, cowering like a beaten dog, in need of his help. I've never wanted to rely on anyone. And they stole from me the sight of him smiling. The sight of his face when he comes. The sight of the five or so centimetres of height I think he's gained.
I sigh softly, reaching up to touch his face again, brushing my fingers over the scar I gave him once.
They stole my independance. Now I have to rely on whoever is around to help me. I knock over drinks and trip over things and I spoil romantic moments because the minute someone isn't making absolutely sure I'm not going to fall over, I do. I hate doing this to Squall. But I hate the idea of leaving him.
"Seifer," he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep, "go to sleep and stop thinking about whatever it is. You keep tensing up."
"Am I bothering you?"
He sighs softly. "Just go to sleep, Seifer."
I can't close my eyes, because I don't have any. So I lay there under him and wait for sleep to find me. It's always dark for me now.
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Warning: Angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Always in the darkness. For
candywrapper, from the RP where Seifer is blind.Squall is asleep.
I can't see him, of course, but I can feel the way he's relaxed, slumped over me. I can hear his breaths, drawn out and soft. Without my sight every other sense seemed sharpened, now. I can feel his heart beating against my chest. I can feel the bandages rough against my skin where it isn't just a mess of desensitised scar tissue.
I reach up and run my fingers through his hair, feeling it soft and silky again my fingers. I wish I could see him. When I ran my fingers over his face I could almost remember. His nose just like that, and the scar across it. The smile, though, that was different. He'd never smiled before.
It annoys me how much they stole from me. My dignity. Thanks to them I found Squall again, or rather, he found me, cowering like a beaten dog, in need of his help. I've never wanted to rely on anyone. And they stole from me the sight of him smiling. The sight of his face when he comes. The sight of the five or so centimetres of height I think he's gained.
I sigh softly, reaching up to touch his face again, brushing my fingers over the scar I gave him once.
They stole my independance. Now I have to rely on whoever is around to help me. I knock over drinks and trip over things and I spoil romantic moments because the minute someone isn't making absolutely sure I'm not going to fall over, I do. I hate doing this to Squall. But I hate the idea of leaving him.
"Seifer," he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep, "go to sleep and stop thinking about whatever it is. You keep tensing up."
"Am I bothering you?"
He sighs softly. "Just go to sleep, Seifer."
I can't close my eyes, because I don't have any. So I lay there under him and wait for sleep to find me. It's always dark for me now.
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He'd better get around to being a little happy now with all the sap we're giving them. >_>
I liiiike. :D