[ He would have gotten playfully smacked in the past for even daring suggest that, be it during Sanguis or otherwise! Now he huffs a soft laugh beneath her touch, closing his eyes as he focuses on the content feeling she gives him when working with his hair. It's almost as therapeutic as it'd become brushing hers or braiding her hair in the morning. ]
Okay two reasons to buy a car.
[ There's no stopping these two.
...just don't make Wynne in the back of one. 💦 ]
Hafta disagree, but... [ Because he's never seen ice so pure and blue before he met her. He opens his eyes, hands in his lap tapping atop his thighs as he waits for her to be done before he can reach behind for her. He can wait. He's patient, he tells himself with a light smile. ] Your hair. My eyes. That work?
I think so. It's not like we actually get to decide.
[ It's a light laugh that Weiss gives before she decides to finish drying Cloud's hair. Letting the towel stay on his head, her arms slide downwards 'til they're resting on his shoulders, while her chin plops on her arm. Hugging him from behind now, she says: ]
I love you, Cloud.
[ She gives him a squeeze before nuzzling her cheek against his face. Gross, Weiss. ]
Don't you want to watch a movie now so I can rest next to you?
[ He leans back into Weiss' arms, even tilting his head when she nuzzles her cheek against the side of his face while his hands move over hers around him. ]
I love you, too, Weiss. [ A beat, softer. ] Happy Birthday.
[ As for her little request? He tilts his head just a little further where she nuzzles him, just enough to playfully tickle her nose with a peck of a kiss. But he wants a little more than just that... ]
Movie sounds good.
[ Except this version of "watch a movie" was rated PG. Cloud just wants to keep holding her, and never think of letting go till the morning came. ]
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Okay two reasons to buy a car.
[ There's no stopping these two.
...just don't make Wynne in the back of one. 💦 ]
Hafta disagree, but... [ Because he's never seen ice so pure and blue before he met her. He opens his eyes, hands in his lap tapping atop his thighs as he waits for her to be done before he can reach behind for her. He can wait. He's patient, he tells himself with a light smile. ] Your hair. My eyes. That work?
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[ It's a light laugh that Weiss gives before she decides to finish drying Cloud's hair. Letting the towel stay on his head, her arms slide downwards 'til they're resting on his shoulders, while her chin plops on her arm. Hugging him from behind now, she says: ]
I love you, Cloud.
[ She gives him a squeeze before nuzzling her cheek against his face. Gross, Weiss. ]
Don't you want to watch a movie now so I can rest next to you?
[ Translator's Note: watch a movie means cuddle ]
fin.
[ He leans back into Weiss' arms, even tilting his head when she nuzzles her cheek against the side of his face while his hands move over hers around him. ]
I love you, too, Weiss. [ A beat, softer. ] Happy Birthday.
[ As for her little request? He tilts his head just a little further where she nuzzles him, just enough to playfully tickle her nose with a peck of a kiss. But he wants a little more than just that... ]
Movie sounds good.
[ Except this version of "watch a movie" was rated PG. Cloud just wants to keep holding her, and never think of letting go till the morning came. ]