Indecent Proposal/Turned Off
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ffvii_100Title: Indecent Proposal
Characters/Pairings: Cid/Shera
Team: Avalanche
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
The door came open with a rush of cigarette smoke escaping the stagnant air inside the house. It hung thick enough throughout the living room that even Shera’s experienced lungs rejected its acrid burn in short, sharp spasms. Her feet parted an ocean of crumpled aluminum cans as she approached the sofa where he laid. One week at her sister’s, and he’d turned their home into bachelor hell.
“Cid?”
Glazed eyes stared up into hers as she bent close. “Liquid courage.”
“For what, Captain?”
He tasted like ash and yesterday’s beer as he leaned up to kiss her.
“Marry me.”
Title: Turned Off
Characters/Pairings: Reeve/Disposable OC #30003, Cait Sith
Team: Avalanche
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
There was a high heel underneath his TV stand. A purse discarded on the coffee table. A slinky dress draped over the back of the sofa. Reeve’s first date since Meteor was going well.
Yet, her kisses faltered beneath the pull of distraction, and then she pushed him away, gaze fixed on the inert feline grinning from the computer desk.
“I’m sorry.” And she was up, gathering her things. “It’s... staring. I just can’t do this.”
“But he’s not even turned-” the door slammed, “on.”
“Sorry Reeve,” chirped Cait Sith.
“Voyeur,” Reeve grumbled in return.
“I learn from the best.”
Characters/Pairings: Cid/Shera
Team: Avalanche
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
The door came open with a rush of cigarette smoke escaping the stagnant air inside the house. It hung thick enough throughout the living room that even Shera’s experienced lungs rejected its acrid burn in short, sharp spasms. Her feet parted an ocean of crumpled aluminum cans as she approached the sofa where he laid. One week at her sister’s, and he’d turned their home into bachelor hell.
“Cid?”
Glazed eyes stared up into hers as she bent close. “Liquid courage.”
“For what, Captain?”
He tasted like ash and yesterday’s beer as he leaned up to kiss her.
“Marry me.”
Title: Turned Off
Characters/Pairings: Reeve/Disposable OC #30003, Cait Sith
Team: Avalanche
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
There was a high heel underneath his TV stand. A purse discarded on the coffee table. A slinky dress draped over the back of the sofa. Reeve’s first date since Meteor was going well.
Yet, her kisses faltered beneath the pull of distraction, and then she pushed him away, gaze fixed on the inert feline grinning from the computer desk.
“I’m sorry.” And she was up, gathering her things. “It’s... staring. I just can’t do this.”
“But he’s not even turned-” the door slammed, “on.”
“Sorry Reeve,” chirped Cait Sith.
“Voyeur,” Reeve grumbled in return.
“I learn from the best.”
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on 2010-02-14 04:09 pm (UTC)Good fix for chocolate-overdose day. :3
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on 2010-02-15 01:22 am (UTC)no subject
on 2010-02-15 05:20 am (UTC)