[Cloud takes a few extra seconds to allow himself to be a coward, to let himself spiral just a bit (what if she hates this, what if he hates this, what if I hate this, what if we all start to hate each other) before steeling himself. Nothing to be scared about; Aerith suggested they try this out, kind of. And Zack is cool to try, and (bewilderingly) is determined not to resent the guy who stole his history and half his personality to boot. The sheer amount of baseless trust at work here is dizzying.
Then he slaps his hands (carefully) atop the table and shoves himself to his feet. He says,] M'kay, [turns and heads out the door. He'll just go right next door and go talk to her right now! And then maybe Zack will come by a bit later and they can just...be in each other's presence while they get used to- this. Whatever 'this' ends up being.]
[ Aerith can admit to being a little bit of a wreck from the whole situation.
Her first instinct, every time, is to protect Zack and Cloud; to take care of them, to make sure they're never upset, or hurt, or angry. She's rational enough to realise that it isn't something she can really do, that she doesn't have the power to protect them from the world, but... She wishes she did. She especially wishes that it wasn't something she had admitted that was causing such problems now.
She jumps when she hears her front door, sliding out of the kitchen to hover in the hallway, wiping her hands on the apron wrapped around her. She must look like a nervous wreck! ]
So, uh. He's cool with trying it out, and...I am too. [Different degrees of 'cool with it' maybe, but they're in agreement to give it a shot.] -if you still want to. ...be with...me. [what if instead he was just killed right here tho]
[ Aerith is nervous, a little shy, cheeks flushed and not really able to lift her head to look at him, but she reaches to squeeze his hands, familiar and comfortable a motion now. ]
Uh yeah, I'm pretty sure that's a boat we're all in. [When in his life has he even ever been with a girl like that? Or anyone, for that matter? Shit, he doesn't even remember if he'd ever kissed anyone. He definitely hadn't when he'd left Nibelheim, and those two years in Midgar are a blur still.] -wanna be my first kiss? Probably, I think.
["Come down here" like he's a foot taller than her, ok. Cloud ducks his head and drops a kiss onto her lips. Quick, closed-mouthed. ...kind of embarrassing, now that he's leaning back from it; like a little kid kissing their crush.
But...it's also kind of nice, like how two people kiss goodbye on their way to work in the morning. Comforting.]
Her arms wrap around him gently as she leans into the kiss, one hand on his shoulder, and - yes, she’s definitely blushing now, not embarrassed but warm and happy with it. ]
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Then he slaps his hands (carefully) atop the table and shoves himself to his feet. He says,] M'kay, [turns and heads out the door. He'll just go right next door and go talk to her right now! And then maybe Zack will come by a bit later and they can just...be in each other's presence while they get used to- this. Whatever 'this' ends up being.]
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Her first instinct, every time, is to protect Zack and Cloud; to take care of them, to make sure they're never upset, or hurt, or angry. She's rational enough to realise that it isn't something she can really do, that she doesn't have the power to protect them from the world, but... She wishes she did. She especially wishes that it wasn't something she had admitted that was causing such problems now.
She jumps when she hears her front door, sliding out of the kitchen to hover in the hallway, wiping her hands on the apron wrapped around her. She must look like a nervous wreck! ]
... Cloud?
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[ we aren't smart in this rp -
She shifts a little awkwardly. ]
So...?
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So, uh. He's cool with trying it out, and...I am too. [Different degrees of 'cool with it' maybe, but they're in agreement to give it a shot.] -if you still want to. ...be with...me. [what if instead he was just killed right here tho]
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[ Aerith is nervous, a little shy, cheeks flushed and not really able to lift her head to look at him, but she reaches to squeeze his hands, familiar and comfortable a motion now. ]
I want you, Cloud.
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You’re going to have to come down here if you want to kiss me, Cloud.
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But...it's also kind of nice, like how two people kiss goodbye on their way to work in the morning. Comforting.]
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Compared to her at least.
Her arms wrap around him gently as she leans into the kiss, one hand on his shoulder, and - yes, she’s definitely blushing now, not embarrassed but warm and happy with it. ]
I want to do it again.
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However,] It'll cost you.
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Hm... Okay. Deal.
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Cloud... I'm really happy.