fandom: Final Fantasy VII
title: Baking
genre: General, really. It's not quite romance-y.
rating: G
pairing: Cloud/Tifa
summary: Tifa is baking, and Cloud's discovering he's really not that great at it. (premiered 08.26.05 in my oldest writing journal)
notes: Written for my friend Sav for a challenge thing where they were to choose a pairing, a color, a verb and a scent... and I had to write a fic with those!


There was flour all over her red t-shirt. But he found it endearing, of course. Baking was something she was good at, and something she had fun doing. He loved to watch her. He couldn't really help much, because sometimes he was clumsy with the utensils. And whenever he stirred the batter, he never quite worked out all the lumps.

...Kind of like now.

Tifa's laughter drew him from his frustration. He hadn't even realized he'd set the mixer too high, causing the batter to fly out of the bowl in all directions — including on her. But she found it amusing.

"Sorry," he said, but she just laughed again and wiped her face with her shirt.

The scent of the first batch of cookies filled their kitchen, and Cloud set the bowl down and grinned. "...Maybe getting those out of the oven is more my thing."


AN: I'm currently in the process of moving several of my stories from my personal writing journal on LiveJournal (607am) to here. I'm keeping them at the aforementioned journal, though ... just putting them on here as well. :) Bigger audience, and stuff.