[Clive turns to face the man and props himself up, resting on his forearm to watch Cid sleep. It was a rare sight to see the man this vulnerable and Clive decides to enjoy the moment. He reaches over to tilt some flowers away from Cid's face before they can start tickling. He lets out a quiet sigh, wondering if the moonlight made everyone look beautiful or if he was just biased.
Doesn't matter.
Clive sits up enough to pull his cloak off and drape it over the older man. If his smell was anything to go by, the guy drank half of a liquor cabinet by himself and while he might feel warm, he didn't want to risk it.
Softly and with a slight edge of affection, he whispers.]
You're a pain in the ass, you know that?
[Clive settles back down on his side, using his arm as a pillow. And for a little bit, he'll let himself feel the warmth of knowing that the other man came. Where they were going, he didn't know. What he did know was that, regardless of the outcome, he wanted to know Cid better. It would be a fight, he knows that, but it was one he was willing to take on.]
...I missed you.
[And with that, he let the moonlight blanket them and the crickets sing their distant song.]
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Doesn't matter.
Clive sits up enough to pull his cloak off and drape it over the older man. If his smell was anything to go by, the guy drank half of a liquor cabinet by himself and while he might feel warm, he didn't want to risk it.
Softly and with a slight edge of affection, he whispers.]
You're a pain in the ass, you know that?
[Clive settles back down on his side, using his arm as a pillow. And for a little bit, he'll let himself feel the warmth of knowing that the other man came. Where they were going, he didn't know. What he did know was that, regardless of the outcome, he wanted to know Cid better. It would be a fight, he knows that, but it was one he was willing to take on.]
...I missed you.
[And with that, he let the moonlight blanket them and the crickets sing their distant song.]