Forgiveness
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kh_drabblechallenge; [043] Infatuation
title; Forgiveness
word count; 234
notes; Cloud/Aerith. When they meet again, in Hollow Bastion, after nine long years.
It was awkward, to say the least. He really didn't want to hide from her, after searching for so long, but he just couldn't tear his gaze away from the achingly familiar marble floor, so all he could see of her was brown boots and pink skirt and...and her face with the green, green eyes that made his heart flutter and yet stabbed him all over again with pain and regret. He was glad that she was alright after all, that Squall had been able to do what he couldn't, but it didn't soothe the ache in his heart.
That, for all of his love-struck pledges back when they were young, he had failed to protect her.
He didn't deserve to see her again.
“Hi, Cloud.”
He could feel his face twisting, eyes scrunching up to stop the tears that suddenly came, and her fingers were cool and smelt like the flowers that she so loved as they stroked his cheek, and it was with all his strength when he choked out, “I miss you.”
And she was smiling gently at him, the expression as clear as day through his increasingly blurring vision, and in it he read the forgiveness that he's been searching for all his life, ever since the darkness came.
“I know,” she said. “I know. It's okay.”
On his face, he could feel his tears falling.
title; Forgiveness
word count; 234
notes; Cloud/Aerith. When they meet again, in Hollow Bastion, after nine long years.
It was awkward, to say the least. He really didn't want to hide from her, after searching for so long, but he just couldn't tear his gaze away from the achingly familiar marble floor, so all he could see of her was brown boots and pink skirt and...and her face with the green, green eyes that made his heart flutter and yet stabbed him all over again with pain and regret. He was glad that she was alright after all, that Squall had been able to do what he couldn't, but it didn't soothe the ache in his heart.
That, for all of his love-struck pledges back when they were young, he had failed to protect her.
He didn't deserve to see her again.
“Hi, Cloud.”
He could feel his face twisting, eyes scrunching up to stop the tears that suddenly came, and her fingers were cool and smelt like the flowers that she so loved as they stroked his cheek, and it was with all his strength when he choked out, “I miss you.”
And she was smiling gently at him, the expression as clear as day through his increasingly blurring vision, and in it he read the forgiveness that he's been searching for all his life, ever since the darkness came.
“I know,” she said. “I know. It's okay.”
On his face, he could feel his tears falling.
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Date: 2005-11-25 10:35 pm (UTC)and her face with their green
I'm just wondering about this part, though. I've always thought it should be 'its', since 'face' isn't plural or anything. Maybe I'm wrong. =P
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Date: 2005-11-25 10:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-26 09:57 am (UTC)