Hey guys! I've decided to post some old drabbles of mine for a challenge that I never finished. I figured you'd appreciate them, and hey, this community needs more activity anyway. ♥ Can't forget the CloTi love!
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Always
With the Strife Delivery service ever so high in demand, Cloud made sure to get the job done and take whatever measures needed to keep his clients happy. Tifa would sometimes think that he was working himself too hard, and that he should take a day off or two to spend time with her and the kids. But he stubbornly refused, crossing his arms to his chest and shaking his head in what was the stubborn Kuraudo-like way, saying that he couldn't allow her to do all the work.
She sighed exasperatingly. Why was Mr. Chocobo-head always so goddamn stubborn?
Blue
If there was one thing that Tifa Lockhart loved about Cloud Strife, it was his eyes. Those deep and entrancing blue eyes which held a certain beauty to them that she couldn't quite place. Often times she'd find herself lost in the midst of them, and if she stared long enough, she would notice that they were not always made up of just one color. They would swirl around the pupil like a kaleidoscope and finally come together to form a beautiful sea of mako-green blue. Iridescent and ever changing, just like the life of the man that held them.
Cloud
"Awww... he's late again." sighed Denzel dissappointedly as he and Marlene awaited anxiously for Cloud to come home. Tifa looked at the clock. 9:32. It was already past those rascals's bed-time. One stern look was all it took to get the message across to them as they huffed and puffed under their breaths on their way towards their rooms.
But, just as they had gotten up the stairs, the sound of the door chiming could be heard and in came the very tired and worn-out source of the children's dissappointment. "Cloud!" they both exclaimed happily and attacked the suprised man.
Depth
It seemed like a simple thing, but it was actually quite complicated; full of depth. The matter of which it speaks of is the love held by one Cloud Strife for Tifa Lockhart. It started out with a desperate need to impress her; who he thought was not aware of and would never return his affections, to something incredible and earth-shaking, unbreakable. If one were to ask the elusive Cloud Strife what his number one reason for success was, it would certainly be in his mind to say (but not without a pause or a stutter) "Because I have her."
Entranced
If he stopped to think about why this girl meant so much to him, he'd just get caught up in his own insecurities. So there he was. He couldn't even define their relationship. What kind of hero was he if he couldn't even show her his face? He had tried his best to remain indifferent as possible, but in the end, when their eyes met for the last time that day, her arm slung around his shoulder, he found himself just as entranced as he was by her at the beginning, and it would never cease to amaze him. Ever.
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Feel free to comment, critique, whatever. Oh, and the reason why the drabbles are so short is because I limited each prompt to being 100 words. In case you are also wondering, "Entranced" is from Crisis Core.