A/N: My second prompt is {shoes}, no doubt, one of my favorite accessories :D I guess I make these prompt things a little obvious....but oh well. I'm still learning! Haha. Enjoy.
"Tifa, I think those look fine." Cloud sighed irritably, though lessly so when the young woman gazed at him. She turned around.
"I don't know," she said, biting her lip indescively. "maybe the one with the red would look better." Tifa sorted through the racks of blouses nearby. She had been trying on clothes for over two hours, Cloud dutifully by her side.
"It all looks nice..." Cloud said in despair.
"Whatever," Tifa said to him as she picked out a tank top. "I think some of them are horrible."
"Then why did you pick them out....?" Cloud stared at the floor.
"Because I always have hope!" Tifa smiled warmly at Cloud, who raised his eyebrows slightly at her comment. There was a metaphor in there somewhere, he knew it. He shuffled.
"Guess so." he stated dryly. Tifa furrowed at another blouse, this one more dressy. She wanted to have something nice to wear for Marlene's birthday.
"Oh, Cloud, look at this one!" Tifa held out the shirt, slightly flowery. Cloud sniffed.
"Neat." he said.
"Aw, Cloud, have some fun, will you?" Tifa shoved him lightly. Cloud opened his mouth but said nothing in response. Tifa grabbed the shirt and retreated into the changing room.
"I'll be back in a second." she told him.
"Okay." Cloud sat down on the leather sofa and waited, hands in his lap. He watched the room closely, eager to see Tifa...
Cloud shook his head. The thoughts after that were murky.
"Alright, what do you think?" Tifa said as she emerged. Cloud raised his brows in observance.
"It's good." he waited a moment as she fiddled with it. "Really good." Tifa looked at him.
"So you do like it?" she asked. Cloud nodded slightly.
"Yep." he said. "I really do." he cleared his throat and standing. "Can we go now?"
"Not yet!" Tifa said quickly, rushing over to him suddenly. " You need to get some shoes."
"Do I?" Cloud gazed at his boots longingly.
"Yes!" Tifa said. "Something nice and dressy." Cloud grunted.
"I think I'll be fine."
"Cloud, Marlene wants you to look nice." Tifa protested. "At least get some shoes."
"Does she want to go on a date, too?" Cloud snapped softly. Tifa gazed at him for a moment.
"We'll get you some nice ones." she said. Cloud followed her silently, the awkwardness apparent in her quietness. Once they reached the area where the men's shoes were located, Tifa began to scour the field of them diligently. "I think black, no?" she asked him as he watched her.
"Of course," Cloud said. "always black."
"Alright, how bout these?" Tifa held out a pair of slim leather boots, thinning towards the end.
"What?" Cloud looked at them curiously. They were dress boots.
"I like them." Tifa smiled.
"I don't know..." Cloud knew there was no debate; he was simply trying to prolong the amount of time it would take Tifa to convince him to try them on-which was the next moment.
A/N: Aw, I thought this one was adorable. I always thought Cloud would be a bit of a unhappy shopper, so hopefully I managed to get it done with little space. I want to make all my non-romantic ones short, if you know what I mean ;) Thanks for reading.