Since coming back from crystal stasis, he just hadn't been able to look at Serah the same way anymore. 'I love her, but I don't think I'm in love with her anymore,' Snow thought dejectedly. 'I guess I have no choice to but to let her know.' He was headed to NORA House right now for a meet-up with his favorite girl. 'Wait, what am I thinking, favorite girl? It's over...clearly, I'm gay.'
He sat down at the booth and waited patiently, smiling weakly when Serah came through the door.
"Heey, baby," Snow said.
"Snow!" Serah smiled at him and sat down at the booth across from him.
'I don't know if I can do this! I can barely admit to myself...it's wrong on so many levels...I can't hurt her...'
"Serah, I asked you to meet me here because there's something I have to tell you. I've betrayed you, Serah."
"What?!" she gasped, tears filling her eyes.
"Serah, our time as l'Cie was tough on all of us, and we got really close, as I'm sure you can imagine. And, though I'm 25, I came to realize...I'm in love...with...Hope."
Serah's face went white, then red, then white again. She rose up from the table and slapped Snow in the face so hard his neck snapped to one side. Then she walked away, and out of his life for good.
'Oh, fuck, Light is going to murder me,' Snow thought desperately.
'Well, if I'm gonna go, I'm gonna take these memories with me...'
Snow snuggled closer to Hope, his platinum blonde hair taking on a darker hue in the firelight, visibly taken aback by Snow's masculinity. Snow wrapped his burly hand around Hope's thigh, and began trailing kisses from his ear to his collarbone. Hope took a shaky breath, letting a little moan escape as he did. "Snooow..." he whimpered. He turned Hope towards him, pulling him forward on to his lap. With an urgency bordering desperation, he began to run his hands down Hope's strong core, leading towards his young, slim cock. Hope was whimpering in earnest now, hands shaking as he made a feeble attempt to undo his zipper. Snow reached over and smoothly undid the zipper, "freeing the beast", so to speak. He could barely control himself, he wanted that young meat in his mouth so bad, he could almost taste it. And in the rising moon of a Gran Pulse night, he took Hope's manhood into his mouth, and introduced him to his forbidden side.
Just then, the door slammed against the wall inside the NORA House, and Light was standing in the doorway, all danger and sex, gunblade flashing against the dim lighting inside the cafe. "What the FUCK, Villiers?!" She screamed. "Did you FUCK him?! Did you? Did YOU?!" She began to rain blows down upon his face and chest, blackening his eyes and cracking his ribs. Snow was spitting out teeth and blood, trying in earnest to get away from her, and explain himself, but he couldn't get more than two words out before another blow struck. He could hear voices around him, and felt the weight of Lightning being removed from him, but before he could apologize, everything went black.