If It's Love
A Yuffentine Songfic
Song: If It's Love by Train
A/N: I really like this song, and I thought it fit them rather well… This is my second try at Vincent's POV… Tell me how it is… Enjoi, friends.
When everybody else is getting out of bed
I'm usually getting in it
I'm not in it to win it
And there's a thousand ways you can skin it
At two AM, Yuffie crawls into bed beside me and kisses me. I kiss her back earnestly. We'd had another long night.
"And not just on our mission." She giggles. "But however you want to think of it."
My feet have been on the floor
Flat like and idle singer
Remember Winger?
I digress
I confess you are the best thing in my life
"I love you…" She smiles as her eyes droop and she dozes a little more. I tell her that I love her too, and that she is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Because she is.
And she kisses me again, lazily, as if she is already asleep.
But I'm afraid when I hear stories
'Bout husband and wife
There's no happy ending
No Henry Lee
But you are the greatest thing about me
She is sleeping with her head on my chest, her obsidian hair splayed out, creating patterns with my scars that she thinks are so fascinating. She likes to trace them with her finger when she's tired, and she tells me I'm beautiful.
I'm staring at the ceiling, thinking about asking the question that had been gnawing at my mind and heart for weeks now. I didn't want to get hurt again. More importantly, I didn't want to hurt her.
I was stalling, because I was scared.
But she didn't seem to notice.
If it's love
And we decide that it's forever
No one else can do it better
If it's love
And we're two birds of a feather
Then the rest is just whatever
I pulled the little green box out from under my pillow and stared at the ring I had had made for her… Again.
It was a small ring, modest. A single white gold band with a rose of white gold in the center guarded on either side by two small materia with a colour akin to an emerald.
And I figured I should do it soon. No time like the present.
If I'm addicted to loving you
And you're addicted to my love, too
We can be them two birds of a feather
That flock together
"What? Are you kidding me?" Yuffie had exclaimed.
"No." I said simply, fear gripping my throat. What was she thinking?
"I'd love to marry you, Vincent! I actually thought you might never ask!" And she jumped on me and kissed me and cried. Because she was so happy, she said.
Love, love
Got to have something to keep us together
Love, love
That's enough for me
It's short, I know, but I thought it was a cute idea, and I'm actually satisfied with how it came out. Reviews get…a Klondike bar!