#Artempt(s)

[cheesekeyki]

I didn't believe in love. I should have.

It has stunted me, this new happiness.

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They say no love is perfect. But then, they never met you.

"I will hold your heart more tenderly than my own."

[cheesekeyki]

Angeal approved!

"Welcome home,"

Kurasame tunes out the noises from behind him with a relieved smile. Looks like his concern is wrongfully addressed.  “Kurasame-sensei!” 

Although he recognizes that voice everywhere, the cheery voice calling his name leads his eyes to search carefully across the crowded deck. When he finally has spotted the familiar comforting soft fuchsia color, he almost gets knocked back and enveloped by a pair of lithe yet strong arms. An intoxicating scent of roses fills his senses. He freezes.  “You're here.” 

(Ea'ldnarche took him away.) One by one his senses come back to him. From his eyes he can see the deck floors, there's familiar shoes he recognized stopping a few feet away. Then, there's a comforting familiar gasp he can catch behind him. The scent of roses filling his nostrils isn't so heavy anymore.  He can feel the arms that are currently caging him are firm yet gentle, how one hand is patting his head and the other is fisting hard the back of his cape. He can feel the slightest tremor is being repressed, noticing the breathy sound near the right side of his ears. He can feel Lightning's beating heartbeat arrhythmia against his.  Claire– “Lightning,” he softly says, like a whisper of a kept secret. 

A R e - u n i o n

[cheesekeyki]

"For Kurasame too."

【ほら、クラサメくんにも.】

_Aerith to Kurasame,

Aerith Intersection Will Chapter. Dissidia Final Fantasy Opera Omnia