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❝Every blitzer knows: when you got the ball, you gotta score!❞

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braskide:

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          ❝ It is unimportant; do not worry about it. ❞

          “Aw, fine, be that way. But if you were snooping, I wouldn't tell.”

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           ❝ Places. ❞

          “Yeah, no kidding. C'mon, what's with the secrecy?”

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          “Auron! Hey! Where've you been?”

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folna:

           ❛What’s with you?❜

     “Where the heck've you been?”

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folna:

           ❛—Quit.❜

     “----Hey!”

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brxvura said: tou ch es u

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     /dusts off this blog.

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braskide:

        ❝ that will do, i think! ❞

           heterochromatic eyes shift from            the tallest tree she’s ever seen to            tidus, who seemed to be just as            thoughtful as she was, which only            made her smile more & laugh quietly            under the breath. palms pressed against            the floor as she moved to stand, patting            both side of her trousers while shifting            to get to his side.

       ❝ do you need a hand with that? it seems           like hard work —— ❞

          “I hope so!”

        He laughs and watches the movement with      utmost ease, taking a moment to appreciate      her figure. Head shaking, he lies flat and grabs      Brotherhood, sawing off the bottom of the tree's      trunk, allowing it to fit better in the room. Once      satisfied, with his handiwork, the athlete jumps      up and beams. 

          “All done! Remember, the star goes last               so we gotta decorate first.”

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braskide:

         ❝ you could have picked a smaller tree,             you know that —————— right?❞

            nonetheless she’s definitely smiling at             him as she waits patiently next the box             full of new decorations they’ve just bought.             going out for small things like these always             seemed rather tiring given their social status,             but neither seemed to know the definition of             giving up, so there’s that; here they are, doing             the most domestic thing one could think of.             like a normal couple —— kinda. if only he hadn’t             bought a tree THIS big, maybe.

          “I... didn't think this one through. Oops.”

        And fingers idly scratch the base of his neck sheepishly.      The man had wanted to give him his best tree, and Tidus      couldn't say no to the overly sincere elder. It had been      especially taken care of for Spira's savior, after all. Still,      maybe, just maybe, he shouldn't have accepted the first      offer. Tip skimming the ceiling, the ace frowned and moved      to plop down beside the ex-Summoner. Unable to help his      smile, pleased at the atmosphere, he nudged her shoulder      some. These were the days he craved most.

          “I can cut the top and bottom a bit. And when you put                 the star on top, you'll just have to sit on my shoulders, okay?”

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braskide:

      closed eyes come alive again as soon as skin touches her own, making her jump just softly — she had thought of being alone. features show a rather confused high summoner, irises wandering hastily before landing onto oceanic ones. he was there & he was — .. laughing. at her probably, at her messy hair, she thought. at the way she carelessly fell asleep at the table. she looks still confused, but this time, in a shameful way. ❝ sorry, i — ❞ her voice shakes lightly before taking another look around and going back to him. ❝ i didn’t mean to —— ❞ fall asleep. not check the other rooms to see if you were there. not say hi. she’s so tired & confused.

     He shakes his head quickly in response, and leans to knock heads together once more before pulling back altogether. It's a pleasant surprise to see her and the joy overpowers any lingering annoyance that might have surfaced for her lack of consideration. The smile offered is kind, inviting, as a hand reaches over to brush down errant strands. The touch lingers before it's shyly pulled back, unsure if it's something she'd be alright with.

           “Welcome home.”

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braskide:

      —— .. she didn’t do it on purpose; never would. she thought that what she had to do came first, as she always did. so, of course her sleepy visage looks even more [ tired ] than it should — maybe closing her eyes for a little while wasn’t that bad.

          “Yuna...?”

      Well this is new. He hadn't even realized she was home, let alone asleep at the table. Water wiped aside by a towel, dry shirt in a light grip, he comes to a sit beside her, mimicking her position before knocking his head lightly to her own. Unable to help the smile, he laughs softly and rests there, content to watch her.

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braskide:

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          “Yunaaaaaa!”