I wrote this a bit different I admit, however, I thought it was better this way. AU, since...you know...
Disclaimier: I don't own the charcters, or the game. Well, the game game I do lol.
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Cloud could smell her hair close to him on the pillow.
Inexpensive shampoo, but on her it smelled like a million pounds.
He opened his eyes to see her nuzzled in close.
Right there next to him.
He watched her for a timeless moment.
Her hair hung down in her face.
He wanted to gently trace it back so he could see all of her face, but at the same time he didn't want to change this perfect moment.
Aeris calmed him.
Made him whole.
Just being this close made his world okay.
He lay there drifting between wanting to hold her close and wanting to kiss her.
If someone had told him just a a year ago that these moments existed,
he would have laughed and refused to believe them.
But... there he was, hearing his inner dialogue as he blankly watched her sleep.
"Morning my husband..."
Her voice drifted in as a soft coo, melting the distant haze that was surrounding him.
He followed the sound back to her.
Floating back with an embarrassed smile.
'...Morning. D'ja sleep okay?...'
The question hung in nervous tension in the closeness between them.
She smiled a sleepy-eyed smile.
"...When I got the chance... yeah"
She curled the edge of her lip into a sly smile as the color rushed to his cheeks.
Closing the gap she pressed her nose to the tip of his and puckered her lips out to meet his in an adolescent-like over exaggerated smooch. "And why wouldn't I have?"
He smiled a bit off to one side in his nervous way and shrugged.
He kissed her so he wouldn't have to attempt to stumble through explaining how horrible he seemed to be at this "intimate small talk" thing.
She kissed back.
Reaching up to hold his face.
Lacing her fingers into his hair.
When their mouths slid away from one another he almost forgot to inhale.
She hadn't stolen his breath, Because stealing implies it had not been offered.
The rest of the world could go to hell right now so long as she would just kiss him like that again.
On their honeymoon.
