Title:Quiet
C/CP:Reno/Yuffie
Prompt:Presence
Summary:.
. . shhh.
Word
Count: 167
Rating:PG
Warnings:
Nope.
Disclaimer:Don't
own.
A.N:Sorry
for the slight wait, I seem to have a lot of things on my plate right
now. Urgh. More to come soon, and it'll be better; I swear. Stick
with me here..
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It was cold, dew drops littering the grass in the glow of ashen moonlight. Despite twinkling stars, the darkness drew in close, cloaking her from his view for the most part - the only discernible part of her being a garish yellow jacket - an eyesore against the backdrop of calm at it's finest. She was on her back, lying in the middle of a giant patch of grass and staring up at the multiplicity of stars dotting the canvas of sky above her.
For once, he noted, her mouth was actually closed.
The subtle crunch his boots made across the grass seemed to go unnoticed by her as he drew near and mentally weighed the pros and cons of this situation before figuringfuck it and lying down anyway. He shifted to get more comfortable as the grass tickled his neck and the dew slowly seeped through an all-too-thin blazer.
He heaved a sigh and looked at her. She didn't look back.
Go figure.
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