"Bed, how I love you," Tifa mumbles under her breath when she flops down on top of it. Tiredly, I sit down on top of her back, making her wheeze.
"Vincent! Get off me!"
"I'm too tired," I yawn, pretending to drift off. She groans and shoves my butt up, rolling out of the way before letting me back down.
"Hey!" I protest when she rolls all the blankets up around her.
"Shut up, we're sleeping!" Yuffie groans.
"Doesn't sound like it," I mutter and lay down with my back to Tifa. She eventually gives up on attempts to be mean and throws the covers over me. I pretend I'm already asleep, even when she puts her short but strong arms and around me and kisses my shoulder, right where my scar from Sephiroth's sword would be if I was facing her.
"I know you're awake," she whispers. I ignore her and continue my relaxed breathing. "Vincent." Nope. "Fine," she sighs and rolls back over. I press my lips together to avoid laughing and drift off.
I wake up alone on the bed yet again, the side Tifa sleeps on ice cold. With a sigh, I stand and stretch my sleep worn limbs before walking out to the kitchen, my stomach complaining about being empty. Tifa stands by the counter, handing Denzel a bowl before her eyes flicker up to mine. Then she sucks her cheek in and ignores me as I get a cup of water. Denzel senses the tension I didn't notice until he leaves.
"Something up?" I frown, taking a couple sips of the cool liquid.
"Nothing," she grits, leaning back against the counter with her arms crossed.
"Sounds like something," I press.
"I said it's nothing Vincent," she says in a warning tone, letting me know I'm treading on thin ice, though I've got no idea why.
"Tifa, seriously. What's wrong?"
"Vincent, seriously. I said nothing." She mocks me.
"Will you just tell me already?" I groan. "Stop being so difficult!"
"I'm not!" She says, her voice raising.
"What is wrong?" I ask again, trying to keep my frustrated voice calm.
"You, that's what's wrong!"
"Okay, I kinda figured that," I roll my eyes irritably. "What about me is wrong?"
"It doesn't matter," her voice drops again. "And I don't appreciate you making me feel stupid."
"How did I make you feel stupid, Tifa," I ask with mock concern.
"You just..! Ugh!" She groans and covers her face for a few moments before glaring back up at me. "What is your issue!?"
"What issue!" This time I yell back. What on earth is her issue?!
"You know what issue, Vincent! You're just playing stupid because you got caught!"
"Got caught?! What the heck are you talking about?!"
"How about this?!" She yells angrily, shoving a cell phone in my face. Like the jerk I am, I yank it from her grasp and hold it back so that I an actually read. What the heck...
*I enjoyed last night, we should totally do it again;)*
*Rocket Town is boring without you here, Vinny ;) The bed's so cold now...*
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Lean On Me (FF7)
Fanfiction~COMPLETE WITH SEQUEL~ THESE CHARACTERS BELONG TO THE MAKERS OF FF7. CREDIT TO THEM FOR THE CHARACTERS AND PAST STORY. Cloud Strife is back. He's returned to Midgar three years after his fight with Bahamut SIN. Ever since he found the cure for the s...
