#ic: cloud

[gameboyheroes]

@forgottenlivinglegacy -- (( Inspired ))  Cloud & Zack 

The comment about celebrating made Cloud glance at the floor.

“You’ll have to pay then. I’d have to save up my spending money for months to even go out for a nice meal. I’d maybe be able to afford a soda and burger combo right now.” he muttered, scratching his cheek.

This was so embarrassing.

“Sorry Zack. I hate to be a burden to you or anyone else... That’s all.” Cloud quietly said, “It’s a long story, but I’m the reason someone important to me got hurt. I promised that I’d be there if they needed me. But I promised the next time we saw each other, I’d be First Class too.”

[gameboyheroes]

@heavenlyfists -- (( Don’t Talk About Her ))  Cloud & Tifa 

“Shut up. Don’t talk about her. We all know it’s my damned fault that she’s gone!” he quietly snapped, crossing his arms as he ignored the literal mountain of clothes on the bed in search of a particular shirt and skirt. “You’re the only one with sexy-ish clothes. I told you about my other job, which took much more trust than you’d think.”

Cloud didn’t want to be late this time, pulling a random blouse on before adjusting his clothes a bit.

“And you know how the kids would react if they saw this in my closet,” he muttered, already knowing what Denzel and Marlene would say. “And you don’t even wear most of these clothes anymore! It’s basically recycling your old clothes.”

[gameboyheroes]

@heavenlyfists -- (( Whoops! ))  Cloud & Tifa 

Water. He’d hated large pools of water since Aerith died. Ironically, his last delivery was near Costa Del Sol; thankfully he had the villa to stay in but... he still felt guilty about the Forgotten City.

Once he’d gotten dressed and towel-dried his hair, Cloud locked his mako blue eyes on the duffel bag he’d put aside. And Tifa was checking out the bag.

Tifa, of all people!

“Can you get out of my duffel bag, please?” he asked, grabbing the bag from her arms; ignoring the skirt in her hand. The one he’d stolen from her closet.

Yeesh. Busted!

“I thought it was a towel?” he lied, not really believing himself for a second. No, it was just a short skirt to draw in clients. Clients he’d simply have dinner with and keep company. Cloud had a second job. As an escort.

“Can I... borrow that?” he asked, tossing the bag over his shoulder. “Don’t ask. You won’t like the answer.”

[gameboyheroes]

@praywishing -- (( Secret ))  Cloud & Aerith 

The soft pink wig was tousled with his own hands, somewhat not believing her.

This was Aerith though. She wouldn’t tell them. 

Cloud’s kid; Denzel, or even Marlene Wallace, shouldn’t have to know about why he was dressed like this to help pay the bar’s rent. Why he went out to dinner all the time but never brought anything back.

It was all some stupid facade to look better to get even more clients. Clients that Cloud only had very small meals with, since there were so many that wanted to take him to dinner.

“Are you really sure about that cocktail dress? It takes all the attention from your eyes and not really suited for your skin colour. Especially with the colour that deep...” Cloud commented, making sure to speak in that sultry, smoker-like, tone of voice he used when talking to a client as he glanced over the stuff she’d picked out earlier. 

“I’d go with this” he muttered, plucking a baby blue dress from the rack before handing it to her, “one over that deep emerald one, if I were you. Also, it’s a great contrast to your ribbon and doesn’t scream competition over your eyes. It’s an important detail.”

Cloud was in a cute white camisole sweater, a pretty beaten-up (accidentally) pink blouse and an olive green skirt for the shopping trip today. Brown ankle boots and black OTK socks seemed to be what pulled the ensemble together aside from the pale green pendant necklace and the yellow contacts to dilute his mako blue eyes.

If there was ONE thing Cloud knew how to do, it was how to pull an outfit together.

“It’s still bothering me...” he grumbled, taking the sweater off and handed it to her. “Try that dress on with something like this on top and maybe get a choker. Preferably pink to match your ribbon.”