Subject: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: Squall Leonhart x Quistis Trepe
I sat at my desk and looked at Squall. He sat at the edge of my bed. His leather jacket was thrown somewhere on the floor. His thin white tee shirt was halfway untucked. His black pants were wrinkled as he sat with his legs open. His bare feet were flat against my tile floor. I smirked.
He always looked so relaxed when he sat like that. I loved it even more when he laid on my bed. Especially when he pulled off his shirt and cuddled my pillow.
Seeing him relaxed made me feel like he was truly mine.
Yet, feeling and knowing were two completely different things. No matter how many times he came and made himself comfortable. No matter how many times we simply enjoyed each other's company...I knew the truth deep down.
I knew he wouldn't do it. No matter how many times he said he would.
Yesterday, was another one of those days. It was coming. I counted down the minutes for it. Squall Leonhart was like clockwork. He really was.
It was always after we talked and kissed but right before he put on his socks and boots to leave.
"Quistis."
"Here it comes," I thought. I blinked and looked up at him. "Yes?"
"I'm going to break up with Rinoa."
I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? Are you sure? Because this is about the, ohhh, millionth ti--"
"I know, I know, but I mean it this time. I will." He stood up and planted a soft kiss on my forehead.
"Just wait." He smiled.
He was already pulling on his socks when I opened my mouth to respond. But I immediately shut it again. What was the point? He didn't even bother to say goodbye after he put on his boots and collected the remainder of his belongings. Come to think of it, he never said anything after that point. So why should I?