sterling: (Sephiroth - Creativity)
Title: Stay
Fandom: Final Fantasy 7
Characters: Cloud, Tifa
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: 2 a.m. (for [community profile] ffvii_100)

Just after closing time, he found Tifa sound asleep at the bar, her head resting on folded arms.

"C'mon, let's get you to bed," Cloud said, gently lifting her.

He cradled Tifa in his arms and carried her upstairs, carefully placing her on her bed, and tucking her in. On his way out, he paused as he heard her speak.

"I wish you'd stay," she said, "but, only if you want to." She pulled her blankets back, offering him warmth and companionship. Two things he wouldn't refuse.

"Alright," he said, not wanting to be alone. "It's cold in my room, anyway."
sterling: (Sephiroth - Creativity)
Title: Nostalgia
Fandom: Final Fantasy 7
Characters: Cloud, Vincent, Reno
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Vincent (for [community profile] ff7_drabbles)

"Do you ever miss it, you know, working for Shinra?" Cloud asked, staring at his beer.

Vincent didn't reply immediately, surprised by the question. Instead, he looked directly across the room where Rude and Reno, off duty and still in uniform, were playing cards with two other patrons of the bar. Reno caught his gaze and smiled at him discreetly. It had been a genuine and respectful smile; one that had much more meaning to Vincent than he thought could easily be explained.

"Yes, sometimes," Vincent said. "But..."

"You can never go back," Cloud said, finishing Vincent's sentence. "I know."
sterling: (Sephiroth - Creativity)
Title: Perspective
Fandom: Final Fantasy 7
Characters: Cloud, Tifa
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Damage (for [community profile] ff7_drabbles)

He needed to change everyone's perspective. When he allowed himself to be completely honest, a quiver of nervousness ran through his stomach, because he knew he had his work cut out for him.

The easiest person to start with was Tifa, right?

He stared at her without blinking for far too long, until she noticed his odd behavior. She looked at him with that patronizing, concerned expression that he'd seen a million times on the faces of all his friends.

"Cloud, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

The silence between them was long and almost completely unbearable.

"I'm not damaged goods... not anymore."

October 2011

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