Disclaimer: Don't own it, just like to play with it.
AN: Threw it together in like. Ten minutes for Leon-chan. Who was craving t3h fluff. Yeah.
The wind whipping harshly against Zelos' pale skin was rather frigid, yet he welcomed the cool flows of air washing against his battle-weary frame. It had been a particularly long day on the never-ending hunt for exspheres, and he and his spiky haired companion had fought quite a few battles, not to mention traversed a seemingly endless abandoned mine. Damn dragon things... the redhead wearily thought, a small smirk on his lips. They had found what they were looking for, however. So, it had been a mission success.
And now, Zelos Wilder and Lloyd Irving sat perched on a rhearid, making the return journey to the nearest town, their destination the local inn. The air was cool; the sun setting beyond the horizon, yet the Chosen of Tethe'alla was content. The aches and pains of the day's journey were nothing compared to the contentment of sitting behind the one and only Lloyd Irving, his arms wrapped lightly around the teen's waist.
Flying high through the clouds, with no one, no one other than that bumpkin he cared so dearly for. It was... Peaceful. And peace? Hey. Quite a concept for the young Chosen. Seriously.
"Love you," he murmured into the teen's ear, wrapping his arms a little tighter about the boy's lanky frame.
"Love you too... Stupid."
"Mean. So mean."
Contentment. Flying high in the sky, the air cool, his heart warm. So very warm.
~Fin.
