Cid took a long drag of his cigarette, sighing with satisfaction.
"Y'ah know Vin. You'll get ill if you brood out 'ere for too long."
Vincent looked up from where he was sitting and saw Cid smiling at him.
The dark haired gunner didn't reply Cid but instead turned back to watch the horizon.
"Seriously Vin you're gonna freeze. Come back inside. Everyone else has gone to bed." Cid was trying to persuade his pale friend.
"I'm quite alright Highwind. Leave me be," the gunner replied without looking at Cid.
" Hey it's my ship so don't you go telling me where I can and can't sit."
" I apologise."
Cid laughed," Ey! Don't worry 'bout it Vince."
They sat in silence for a while before Cid noticed Vincent was shivering badly under his cape.
" Vince? Vince? You alright there?"
"...yeah" Vincent was struggling to reply.
" Vin! You're fuckin' freezin'! You're shaking nd all!" Cid shuffled closer to his friend.
" Leave...leave me Cid. No-not...cold."
"Woah buddy. You can't even talk properly damnit! Here, have my coat."
Cid quickly took off his thick pilot jacket and slung it over Vincent's shaking frame.
The pale gunner stared at Cid, looking slightly offended.
"You think I'm that weak? That I need your stupid jacket. Take it back. I don't need it. You'll get cold." he struggled to talk to the captain.
"Pft! Don't be damn stupid. I'll be fine, I've got enough meat on my bones to keep me warm. You on the other hand, you've gotten so skinny I'm kinda worried you'll blow away out 'ere."
Vincent sighed and decided it would be best to keep the coat wrapped round him. It felt comforting against his body.
Cid sat smoking another cigarette and peered over to his friend. He was shivering still under the thick coat, "poor thing" Cid thought,"lost so much damn weight recently."
Cid knew Vincent hadn't been himself recently, he was sitting up for hours at night on his own, all the fighting had ended so surely everyone should have been at ease now but in the case of Vincent everything seemed harder. The pilot was worried about his friend, Cid knew that doing this wouldn't kill him but it was still hard to watch the poor guy deteriorate rapidly.
Cid stood up and walked over to Vincent.
"Come on Vin. Come back inside and get some sleep."
Vincent was about to protest when Cid had decided he'd had enough, picking up his significantly lighter friend he walked off the deck of the Highwind.
"Cid! Put me down!" Vincent tried to get out of Cid's strong arms.
" Nu-uh buddy. I ain't gonna let you sit out there and freeze your scrawny ass off. Time for bed Vinnie." Cid knew the last thing he said would have really pissed Vincent off.
Everyone else was already asleep so Cid decided that it would be best to just take Vincent back to his room instead of trying to find the gunners room.
Vincent was dozing off in Cid's arms when they arrived there.
"Come on Vince. Go sit on the bed. I'll find you some clothes to sleep in." Cid was tired so kept what he was saying to his friend short.
Vincent sensed that Cid wasn't in the mood for an argument so he quickly walked over to the bed when Cid had placed him down.
The pilot rummaged though his draw to find something that could possibly fit his friend. Vincent was extremely thin so he wouldn't have to worry about his clothes being too tight but he was a lot taller than Cid.
After a quick hunt Cid found some soft light grey pants and a long blue shirt for Vincent.
"'Ere. Change into these." The captain threw them onto the bed and tried to find clothes for himself.
When Cid had found his night clothes he saw that Vincent still hadn't got changed.
"Ey. Get changed. No ones gonna bite your pale ass whilst you get changed." Cid sighed feeling exhausted.
Vincent fiddled with the buttons on the shirt for abit longer, never making eye contact with Cid who was glaring at him.
" Fucks sake! Go use the fucking bathroom if you're feeling that self conscious!" Cid aggressively pulled off his shirt and threw it on the floor.
Vincent quickly looked up and saw he was shirtless. Embarrassed he grabbed the clothes and ran into the pilots private bathroom.
As he started to undo his shirt Vincent thought of the sight he had seen before. Cid had been stood shirtless in front of him, the captain had a very attractive body. No one could deny that but Vincent felt awkward thinking of his friend that way. Cid had always been so kind to him, always making sure he was alright and yet here was Vincent possibly thinking of Cid as something else other then a friend. He felt disgusted with himself as he slipped the borrowed nightwear on.
Cid was slowly falling to sleep in his chair when he heard Vincent slip back into the room.
"Bed. Now Vincent." Cid ordered his friend who was looking ready to flee out of the room.
Vincent looked at the bed the pilot was pointing at, he quickly realised it was only a single much like the rest of the beds aboard the Highwind.
"No..Cid. It's only a single. We...can't both sleep it in," Vincent stated.
"Um yeah. I know that Vin. You're sleeping in the bed. Get in." Cid wasn't a very patient man and was struggling to keep his cool.
Vincent sensed Cid was getting agitated with him so without saying anything else he quickly slipped under the covers.
"I don't have to fucking breast feed you and read a story to make sure you get to sleep do I?" came a gruff voice from the chair in the corner.
Vincent decided it was best to ignore Cid's comment before his rowdy demons could wander to a more sexual meaning.
"Night Vin. See yah in the mornin'." Vincent mumbled some reply to Cid and quietly fell to sleep.
The pilot watched his friend sleeping softly, "God damn idiot," he thought," What the hell is up with him. Actin' like he's given up on life." Cid could emphasize with Vincent, he knew what it felt like for everything you've lived for to vanish in a second but he couldn't let Vincent live a life of misery and despair, Cid wanted to try and fix it all for Vincent, "Surely people aren't THAT different to airships? Anything that can be broken must be able to be fixed. Right?" the captain let his mind wander to fixing airships and beer as he fell asleep in the cramped armchair.