thursday pic prompt

[basslines]

the picture prompt meme

i. COMMENT WITH CHARACTER
ii. OTHERS LEAVE A PICTURE (OR TWO OR THREE....)
iii. REPLY TO THEM WITH A SETTING BASED ON THE IMAGES.

THIS POST WILL BE IMAGE HEAVY.

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you keep coming back, that's what really matters

[bottledsecrets]

[Maybe the 'I know' should bother her, he's so sure of her heart. Except it's the very opposite and his assurance sends relief and happiness through her. There's been so much confusion, so much doubt and second guessing about so much that they've gone through. That he doesn't doubt her - or her love -

that's a wonderful thing. He doesn't doubt their place together. It has her heart swelling in her chest with happiness and her smile spreading and then -

the food comes.

And she honestly doesn't know whether to laugh or sigh.

He doesn't let go of her hand. She feels the little laughter slip out and her fingers squeeze his.]

Than we should probably eat. I know someone said they wouldn't have hot chocolate by the fire until after dinner.

[narwhalhair]

[Tifa has been a pillar of stability in his life all this time. He can't claim to know her mind, but he knows enough to trust in her.]

Yeah, the hot chocolate is really important.

[He's undeniably hungry, but he also doesn't want to let go of her hand, or interrupt the conversation. But he also knows that they'll still be there after dinner.]

[bottledsecrets]

[It does funny, wonderful things to her heart, the way he seems so reluctant to let go of her hand. Of course it will still be there for him after dinner. She'll still be there for him after dinner. But - that he doesn't even want to let go long enough for that...

They've both lost so much. Maybe its all right if they need to hang on to each other a little longer and a little more tightly than most.

But it will still let his dinner get cold and as hungry as she is, she knows he's even more so. So she gives his hand a tight squeeze, a silent promise, before she slips her fingers from his and reaches for her meal.]

We can take the cocoa to our room after dinner. We'll just have to make sure we bring enough of it. Right?

[narwhalhair]

[Cloud enjoys those little gestures of affection. It sends a little thrill through him to openly acknowledge his love for her.

He blushes at the mention of them going into the room, and the implication that they will be spending a lot of time there; whether that was intended or not, he can't help it. Nevertheless, he nods and starts on his food.]

Ah, r-right.

[bottledsecrets]

[She misses the implications

but not entirely the thought behind them.

Yes, there's a fireplace in the main room of the inn and they could easily settle there but - there's a fireplace in their room too and that feels... that feels more intimate and private and

and she's just not ready to share Cloud and her time with him with the rest of the world until she has to. If they're in their room, she gets him all to herself. She likes that idea. Much beyond what that means, she hasn't considered. Yet.

Instead she pulls her meal over and starts in one it, pausing after the first bite to appreciate the taste of it before continuing. As hungry as they both are, she doesn't think it will take them long. A day on the slops builds an appetite.]

Better than trail meals. I never want to see another vacuum-sealed meal ever again.

[narwhalhair]

[Displays of affection are certainly nice, but by and large he prefers privacy for anything more intimate than hand holding. And he certainly does want that private time with her, whatever that entails. Of course they could be romantic anywhere, but there's something special about this place and time.

He doesn't discard his manners, but he eats pretty quickly. The food is good, and he ought to savor it more, but he's really hungry. He's also finding it difficult to focus on the food, when his attention is centered on her, her words and her gestures and everything.]

I never knew chicken could be that tough to chew.

[bottledsecrets]

[Maybe some other time they can linger over a meal but its hard to want to right now when she's got the promise of hot cocoa, a fireplace of their own and Cloud. She's certainly too well brought up to be a sloppy eater - but she's also learned from her time, not just on the trail but living in the slums. You could eat very quickly and still be polite about it. She does pause enough to duck down a little and giggle at his words though, smile coming for him.]

We probably would have finished some of our fights faster if we'd just thrown some of those trail meals at the monsters. Anything that didn't kill them on impact, would have killed them when they'd tried to eat it. I still can't believe that Yuffie liked some of that stuff.

[narwhalhair]

[He laughs at those memories, covering his mouth as he almost chokes on a bit of food. Not even Nanaki would eat that stuff, though maybe it was prejudiced of Cloud to assume he'd anything to begin with.]

Those rations would have stopped Sephiroth, no problem.