First of all: Be patient with me, this is my first fanfic ever. Thought it would be wise to start with something small and cute. I've had the song 'I wanna hold your hand' in my hand since this afternoon, just thought it was a nice opening, other than that, it has absolutely nothing to do with the Beatles song. I've had the Glee version in my head anyways, so I quess it hasn't anything to do with the Beatles xD
So, I quess some warnings: This contains fluff between Seifer and Squall, meaning man/man fluff, if you don't like it, don't read further. Also, I made Squall really OOC.
And then the disclaimer: I do not own Final fantasy, Square Enix does.
I believe that was it... right? :3
"I… I wanna hold your hand."
Squall slurred a little as he shyly watched the other man turn around. Green eyes met his and the other stared at him for a while, the shock clearly on his face.
Who could blame him really? Squall wasn't really the most social person you'll ever meet. It took him a few years to ask his long time crush and long time rival, Seifer Almasy, on a date. The other probably expected that the 'holding hands phase' would take an other few years. The fact it took only a few weeks was quiet obviously a pleasant surprise.
It seemed like Squall watched those green eyes for hours, but then again, he always lost track of time when he looked Seifer in the eye. He remembered a couple of weeks ago, when they were sparring. They were going at it with much concentration, until the brunette made the crucial mistake to look at the alluring emerald orbs. Seifer had swung his gunblade rather blunt at the other's head, thinking Squall would dodge it. When the boy moved no inch, he had to kick him to the ground in order to miss with the heavy weapon.
"Are you out of your mind?" the blond had screamed. "When we agreed we'd fight all in, we didn't agree on getting ourselves killed! You of all people should know you can never, ever, space out on a battlefield!"
It was then that Squall'd blurted out that he liked Seifer. It took the other some time to stop laughing, but when he saw that Squall's eyes started to water, he realised the brunette was serious.
"I'm sorry," he'd started. "It's just… it's not like you to confess to someone. Well, it's not like you to like someone all together."
Squall was just sitting there, listening to his crush's words, bottom lip trembling a little.
"Shit… just look at you," Seifer'd started to pace around the training room. "Where did the always stoic Squall Leonheart go? I've only ever seen you frown and here you are, crying. You're so confusing and, and… unbelievably cute."
After that, they went on exactly five dates. Mostly to the movies, doing their best to look like two normal friends, casually catching a movie together. Enough time for Seifer to find out how shy the other actually is.
Enough reason to know that asking this particular question was really hard for Squall.
"Of course," Seifer smiled.
He extended his hand, waiting patiently as the other had a last moment of doubt and then shyly moved over to the blond, taking his hand.
Linking their fingers, they walked on.
Well, that was it, I hope it was a decent first try.