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--Attempts to braid flowers into his hair while he sleeps

The pup had been sound asleep when she had entered, and while the falls of her feet were soft, he was awake by the time she was putting those flowers through his hair. While he was still mostly asleep, eyes stayed shut while the fingers began to work, quietly soothed before he would shift his body closer to her. He took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist, face settling against her lap.

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"What'cha mean I'm not supposed to throw Yuffie off cliffs? She likes it!"

#floselit #.... Not even sorry just wanted to make a small thing 'casue why not.

(ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)

Send me a “(ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)” and my muse will respond with a kiss that resembles their feeling(s) or relationship towards yours.

The twinkle in her eyes, that was what he noticed as he stared at her angelic face. A smile was helplessly plastered on his features but it was nothing like what it usually was. That wide grin was reduced to nothing more than a timid upturn of lips, trust radiating from her form as she allowed for the Ex-SOLDIER to invade her personal bubble. Silently gloves were removed before he offered her his hand, which seemed to perfectly hold that delicate, yet strong, hand. Eye contact was kept as he knelt himself down to press a gentle kiss to it, feeling the softness of pale flesh, from finger tips to the back of her hand.

Slowly, the eyes that tried to stay open began to fall half shut, those infused sky blues hidden behind the rather thick lashes as his lips found their way to her wrist, keeping it more than delicate kiss to wrist. Slowly her arm was lifted and kiss after kiss was given until he was fairly sure her whole arm was covered in the feather light contact. Once reaching her shoulder, his hand released her arm to allow it to fall where it may, his right hand reaching to tilt back the woman’s head. When she gave no objection his mouth fount its way to her throat.

There was an effort taken, not to suck at the tempting flesh as he kissed around to the nape of her neck. There were more he wished to give, but with his nose pressed so close to her, he paused for a moment of simple enjoyment, to indulge in the scent that was more or less assaulting his senses. Any will to keep his eyes open faded, and he could only blindly touch the sides of her faces to find certain features, his face slowly raising from where it had rested. A slow breath was exhaled before a kiss was given to each kiss. Then one was given to her hairline, then his head tilted to give a very quick kiss to her ear.

Eyes peeked open to make sure that her own had fallen closed, before he let his mouth fall against her eyelids, then the cartilage and bridge of her nose. After which, he paused to pull back, observing and admiring the curves and overall beauty of her face, thumbs rubbing over those plump pink lips before lids fell shut and another, final kiss, was given to those twin folds. He would wrap his arms around her middle, making their contact last until the duo were both in need of breath.

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She's just going to take a small nap in here, don't mind her. Gardening is tiresome work, after all.

Set an arm around the young woman so that he can act as a support as well as being a pillow for her before his own Mako-infused hues fell closed. Time for sleepy cuddle time.

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Quietly, the Cetra approached from behind, standing on her tiptoes and cleverly folding her hands over the SOLDIER's eyes. "Guess who?" she chirped, biting her lip to avoid laughing at how tall she never realized he was--

They were blossoming beautifully. The flowers, that is. Thanks to the mixed climate int eh church with its broken roof and fallen support beams it seemed they were going to blossom all year round. Zack did not have a green thumb in the slightest outside of a few things he learned when he still lived in Gongaga so how he managed to keep them all alive was a mystery indeed. The man began to straighten, holding the watering can in his hand while his other went to rest upon his hip. He had yet to realize another was in the church.

"There you guys go! I think that’ll get’cha through for the day - any more and you might freeze up. I think. Then where would we be? I’d probably get a punch in the face by Tifa or Cloud for not taking care of you!" Not to mention he knew that a certain flower maid would probably scold him if he did something wrong. He was about to turn and make his way to applying a few of the repairs he desired to start before those hands touched his face.

Her scent was what he registered first. So faint, but with the memories associated with it he felt a sudden flurry of petals brushing against his nose, bits of dirt under her nails, and if he ever had to describe the scent of purity, the woman’s name would be the first one uttered without hesitation. Unable to help it his body was mostly rigid as he thought about it, trying to convince himself this was real - as real as his own life. Slowly his hand reached up to touch her smooth hand, a smile breaking onto his face.

"…Aerith, it’s you." He took a careful step, not wanting to harm the flowers and turned to look at her, his smile already hurting. "It’s really you!"

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