Part I
Well I'll never forget the first time that I heard that pretty mouth say that dirty word.
And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into
But she covered her mouth and her face got red
And she just looked so darn cute
That I couldn't even act like I was mad.
"Tifa, I forgot the milk, I'll have to run back…"
Tifa shook her head wildly. "No, Denzel wanted to show you the drawing he made at school today. I'll go get it."
Cloud sighed nervously, rubbing the back of his head.
"You want to take Fenrir?" he whispered. Tifa laughed, nodding.
He reluctantly handed over his keys. She rushed into the garage. Cloud heard the engine start and he turned towards the stairs. His foot was an inch away from the first step when he heard the crash, and the loud curse word that followed. He ran out of the bar, to see Tifa and his bike. The back of the bike was a little crunched, nothing he couldn't fix. He wanted to see how Tifa was. He couldn't live with himself if his stupid bike hurt the woman he loved most.
Her face was bright red as she stared at him. Her hand covered her mouth and she looked on the verge of tears.
Cloud sighed happily and ran towards her. "Oh, Teef, I'm so happy you're okay."
"You're… you're not mad?"
"No, I can fix the bike." He hugged her, taking in the scent of her. He could rarely find an excuse to hug her, because he hadn't told her his feelings yet. Although he wanted to soon. It was getting tiring to find ways to get close to her without her noticing.
She hugged him back, laughing quietly.
"I never thought I'd heard you say something that obscene, Tifa." He chuckled, pulling away from her to look into her crimson eyes.
"I'm not as fragile as I look," she laughed, pushing away from him and running towards the bar. "Once you bring that thing into the garage, I'll make your favorite cheesecake."
Cloud smiled at her retreating figure.
Yeah, I live for little moments like that.