Tifa held a lot of respect for Biggs. He was always so focused on the task at hand, despite being such a jokster. It was something she respected and loved about him, if she were being honest. He was a natural leader, always had spare plans aside when prepping a mission, and had the kindest eyes for someone capable of killing someone in less than a minute.
Watching him work on the next plans for their mission, Tifa couldn’t help but smile from her place behind the bar. Seventh Heaven was quiet, with it being just the two of them while Marlene slept. She was idly wondering if the worry lines on his forehead would become permanent, when she was struck with an idea.
Putting together one of her newest creations - the spiked cactuar - she walked over to where he sat, looking over his shoulder with mild curiosity over what he was plotting. He looked so cute when he was this focused; the thought made her blush before she refocused on handing him the drink as he spoke.
As he took a sip of the drink, she suddenly felt the urge to be close to him. With everything they were planning, she was terrified of losing him and the others. The thought was a vice, making her lungs lock up and panic surge through her, arms moving without thought around his neck from behind. Tifa rested her head on his shoulder, enjoying the closeness mixed with the smell of his aftershave.
Before realizing what she was doing, her lips found his neck and she left a brief kiss there – a plea – before feeling her face flare up in heat at her sudden action. Oh–OH! She went to move away and apologize, but his hand kept her in place and she let out a breath she had been holding.
“I believe in you,” she murmured, feeling like a complete fool, but trusting Biggs wholeheartedly. “Always have.”
the mechanic wasn’t sure, if he saw that blush or only imagined it, but it wasn’t like him to comment on anything like that. in fact he remained daringly serious, when she wrapped her arms around him and in way it felt like that’s where they belonged, but that was just biggs feeling love starved. he knew that fairly well. when he was still at the orphanage, he had kids left and right, surrounding him every day, but ever since avalanche he’s been avoiding too much human contact. he liked to fulfill everyone’s quests, keeping the slums safe and generally enjoyed keeping a watch over sector 7 with wedge, but that didn’t mean he forced himself into anyone’s business and especially the girls were kept at a distance. not like he was exactly good with girls to begin with.
certainly didn’t help that tifa was downright gorgeous. she was also good at cooking, taking care of kids, was extremely friendly and sweet, had determination and well, she could kick ass and if that wasn’t fucking attractive, then he’d be lying. so while he wanted remain cool, he couldn’t help wondering why she suddenly wanted to be so close and then again jumped away again. he supposed, that maybe she was just seeking company. everyone felt lonely sometimes, it was a rather natural thing and biggs could understand that, too. he just kept himself occupied and thus didn’t think much about it. the cause was so important to biggs, that he managed to keep everything else at low priority.
“ it’s a bit rude to apologise, “ biggs told her, tapping away on the map with the pen in his hand, “ not bad to want to have some company. i mean, i am very willing, if you seek more. “ it was only supposed to be a soft joke, but... it sounded a little more serious than he had intended, so he got up and reached over to pat her head. “ only meant to say, that, if you want a hug, i’ll give you one and if you need... closure, then that’s fine, too. “ biggs put a small smile on his face, sitting back down on the desk before shooting her a thumbs up. “ i thank you for your trust, tifa. i won’t disappoint, m’lady. “
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