Overthought Gifts
February 27th, 2008 08:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skerenTitle: Overthought Gifts
Fandom: FFVII
Rating: Worksafe
Wordcount: 578
Characters: Sephiroth, Cloud
Note: This is a birthday gift for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
croixsouillees. Seph gives Cloud a present.
If this somehow went wrong, he was going to blame it on Zack. Actually, perhaps it would be wise to blame it on Zack in either case, seeing as it was his fault, ultimately, that he'd even decided to do this. Zack had made a very big production of the entire birthday matter, though he was loathe to admit that he, personally, was a bit intrigued by the reactions around those currently being celebrated on any given day.
It was not, after all, as though he had never seen someone have a birthday. He was aware of what they were, and why they were celebrated, though he himself had never participated in the matter in one way or another. Typically, he simply removed himself from the area and overlooked any small infringements on protocol caused by any particular events that came up, should they not leave anyone in ill health.
That was not what he was doing today. Today, he was involving himself, and he was giving himself a bit of a nervous twitch besides. It was the only reason he could think of as to why he had felt the need to check that the paper covered bundle in his hands was secure four times before he even reached the ground floor of the Shinra building.
He had, unfortunately, prodded at the bundle even more than that since, and he simply hoped that he located Cloud quickly so that this matter would be dealt with and no longer be something to... fret over. Grimacing inwardly, he realized that he was nervous, and while he'd been aware of the blond, he had not thought that he had placed such high importance on the boy's opinion of him.
Now it seemed that he underestimated his attachment.
Pausing to gather himself, and allowing his fingers one last pass over the carefully wrapped parcel he held, he went in search of where the cadet ought to be at this hour. He had duty today, though it was minimal and had been due to be at an end a half hour prior. That meant he should catch the boy between there and his barracks if he wasn't mistaken.
Fortunately, it appeared he was not wrong. Feeling some tension in his shoulders ease on seeing the boy, he slipped forward, unmindful of his silent steps. "Strife."
The reply he recieved was more an exclamation of shock than a greeting. "Sir!"
It almost made him smile. "Strife."
This time the reply was calmer, startlement fading into curiosity. "Sir?"
He caught himself just shy of simply repeating the boy's name again, realizing that he was going to get into a rather embarrassing, if not worrying, loop if he did not carry on with his intentions. "Strife, here."
Pressing the parcel into the boy's hands quickly, he spun on his heel to stride away. The puzzled, slightly raised voice of the boy drifted after him. "General?"
"For your birthday." The words calm, loud enough to be heard, but he didn't linger, instead needing to return to briefly neglected duties. It was a falsehood to himself as to why he was leaving so quickly, of course. He knew he was more concerned that the boy would not like the gift and would say as much.
He would find out later if the boy had liked what he was given.
All he missed, of course, was the awed smile he would have received had he stayed.
Fandom: FFVII
Rating: Worksafe
Wordcount: 578
Characters: Sephiroth, Cloud
Note: This is a birthday gift for
croixsouillees. Seph gives Cloud a present.If this somehow went wrong, he was going to blame it on Zack. Actually, perhaps it would be wise to blame it on Zack in either case, seeing as it was his fault, ultimately, that he'd even decided to do this. Zack had made a very big production of the entire birthday matter, though he was loathe to admit that he, personally, was a bit intrigued by the reactions around those currently being celebrated on any given day.
It was not, after all, as though he had never seen someone have a birthday. He was aware of what they were, and why they were celebrated, though he himself had never participated in the matter in one way or another. Typically, he simply removed himself from the area and overlooked any small infringements on protocol caused by any particular events that came up, should they not leave anyone in ill health.
That was not what he was doing today. Today, he was involving himself, and he was giving himself a bit of a nervous twitch besides. It was the only reason he could think of as to why he had felt the need to check that the paper covered bundle in his hands was secure four times before he even reached the ground floor of the Shinra building.
He had, unfortunately, prodded at the bundle even more than that since, and he simply hoped that he located Cloud quickly so that this matter would be dealt with and no longer be something to... fret over. Grimacing inwardly, he realized that he was nervous, and while he'd been aware of the blond, he had not thought that he had placed such high importance on the boy's opinion of him.
Now it seemed that he underestimated his attachment.
Pausing to gather himself, and allowing his fingers one last pass over the carefully wrapped parcel he held, he went in search of where the cadet ought to be at this hour. He had duty today, though it was minimal and had been due to be at an end a half hour prior. That meant he should catch the boy between there and his barracks if he wasn't mistaken.
Fortunately, it appeared he was not wrong. Feeling some tension in his shoulders ease on seeing the boy, he slipped forward, unmindful of his silent steps. "Strife."
The reply he recieved was more an exclamation of shock than a greeting. "Sir!"
It almost made him smile. "Strife."
This time the reply was calmer, startlement fading into curiosity. "Sir?"
He caught himself just shy of simply repeating the boy's name again, realizing that he was going to get into a rather embarrassing, if not worrying, loop if he did not carry on with his intentions. "Strife, here."
Pressing the parcel into the boy's hands quickly, he spun on his heel to stride away. The puzzled, slightly raised voice of the boy drifted after him. "General?"
"For your birthday." The words calm, loud enough to be heard, but he didn't linger, instead needing to return to briefly neglected duties. It was a falsehood to himself as to why he was leaving so quickly, of course. He knew he was more concerned that the boy would not like the gift and would say as much.
He would find out later if the boy had liked what he was given.
All he missed, of course, was the awed smile he would have received had he stayed.
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Date: 2/27/08 02:51 pm (UTC)*grins* Seph should have stayed. Then he *really* could blame Zack for whatever happened later.....
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