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rvTitle: Wedding
Rating: PG
Warnings: Present-tense, quick fill, awkward format, it's been a while
Words: 414
Series: Final Fantasy VII
Pairings/Characters: Zack x Aerith
"We should've gotten married," Zack says with regret, and Aerith knows the remorse is intended for her. "I'm sorry."
Aerith shakes her head, hands clasped behind her back. "Don't be. If we were meant to stay together forever, then we would have been. I'm sure of it."
The renegade SOLDIER runs his hand through his hair, still messy and black, just as Aerith remembers. "But..."
"No 'but's!"
Even with the sorrow Aerith can feel course through his veins, Zack smiles for her, lights up his blue, blue eyes so she can see. "No, really! We could have had a wedding, a big one! It would've been great!"
Unable to keep her mood sullen herself, Aerith laughs. "You haven't changed at all, Zack."
"I...can't say the same for you."
Aerith stops laughing, looks up at him. Zack's eyebrows are furrowed in confusion, as if he's unsure about what he just said. "Oh...?" Aerith prompts, tilting her head.
Zack scratches the back of his head. "I mean--your dress is amazing, and you look as pretty as always, but...there's something about you that's changed. Nothing bad, just...something."
"Well, I'm dead now, aren't I? That's a pretty big change."
While intended to be a joke, Zack's face falls more. "Yeah...you are. But--never mind, it's not a big deal," he waves off, shrugging his shoulders. Aerith sighs and sways on her feet, suddenly reminiscent of the way her white dress would flow with her, back and forth, back and forth.
"...You really like this dress?"
Zack smiles, despite everything. "Yeah. I like it a lot."
"I wore it for you, you know."
"Sorry I didn't get to see you in it until now. If it helps, I've missed you."
Aerith pauses, a looming sense of shame hitting her. Cloud flits through her mind, how she fell in love with him, too. She wrings her fingers together behind her, glad that Zack can't see. "I missed you, too, Zack."
When Zack hugs her, Aerith brings her arms around him and clings onto the thick leather of his armor. She buries her face in his chest, and he kisses her head. "Thanks for taking care of Cloud. I think he needed you more than I did."
She almost protests, but the hand in her head soothes her into silence.
"I still love you, Aerith. You don't have to feel the same, things have changed. I get it."
Aerith hugs him tighter.
"But if we could have a fake dead-us wedding, that'd be pretty great."
Then she smacks his back playfully, giggling into his chest with tears in her eyes all the same.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Present-tense, quick fill, awkward format, it's been a while
Words: 414
Series: Final Fantasy VII
Pairings/Characters: Zack x Aerith
"We should've gotten married," Zack says with regret, and Aerith knows the remorse is intended for her. "I'm sorry."
Aerith shakes her head, hands clasped behind her back. "Don't be. If we were meant to stay together forever, then we would have been. I'm sure of it."
The renegade SOLDIER runs his hand through his hair, still messy and black, just as Aerith remembers. "But..."
"No 'but's!"
Even with the sorrow Aerith can feel course through his veins, Zack smiles for her, lights up his blue, blue eyes so she can see. "No, really! We could have had a wedding, a big one! It would've been great!"
Unable to keep her mood sullen herself, Aerith laughs. "You haven't changed at all, Zack."
"I...can't say the same for you."
Aerith stops laughing, looks up at him. Zack's eyebrows are furrowed in confusion, as if he's unsure about what he just said. "Oh...?" Aerith prompts, tilting her head.
Zack scratches the back of his head. "I mean--your dress is amazing, and you look as pretty as always, but...there's something about you that's changed. Nothing bad, just...something."
"Well, I'm dead now, aren't I? That's a pretty big change."
While intended to be a joke, Zack's face falls more. "Yeah...you are. But--never mind, it's not a big deal," he waves off, shrugging his shoulders. Aerith sighs and sways on her feet, suddenly reminiscent of the way her white dress would flow with her, back and forth, back and forth.
"...You really like this dress?"
Zack smiles, despite everything. "Yeah. I like it a lot."
"I wore it for you, you know."
"Sorry I didn't get to see you in it until now. If it helps, I've missed you."
Aerith pauses, a looming sense of shame hitting her. Cloud flits through her mind, how she fell in love with him, too. She wrings her fingers together behind her, glad that Zack can't see. "I missed you, too, Zack."
When Zack hugs her, Aerith brings her arms around him and clings onto the thick leather of his armor. She buries her face in his chest, and he kisses her head. "Thanks for taking care of Cloud. I think he needed you more than I did."
She almost protests, but the hand in her head soothes her into silence.
"I still love you, Aerith. You don't have to feel the same, things have changed. I get it."
Aerith hugs him tighter.
"But if we could have a fake dead-us wedding, that'd be pretty great."
Then she smacks his back playfully, giggling into his chest with tears in her eyes all the same.
