To Sleep, Perchance to Dream...

[irametdolorem]

((THNMY/AU, continued from here))

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[key_to_dreams]

"Fuhfignug gha?" The snickering is strangled and muffled as Zack snuggles deeper into the pillow. A hand comes up to wave haphazardly at Sephiroth, flopping to the side and off the bed a moment later.

"Feffiroff?" Surely, Sephiroth can understand that last one.

[irametdolorem]

"Yes?" Sephiroth answers, with a trace of a sigh in his voice. Hopefully Zack would think to take his face out of the pillow before answering.

[key_to_dreams]

Zack rubs his nose along the pillow surface, ending with his cheek pressed against the cloth as his eyes slowly open to stare at Sephiroth. They're serious now, stark with sudden intensity.

"You're still here."

[irametdolorem]

Sephiroth simply nods at that. "I'm still here." Even if Jenova hadn't made it easy.

[irametdolorem]

Sephiroth nods, even if it highly likely that Zack can't see it. "We will."

The fact that Zack is apparently swatting bugs goes unremarked upon.

[key_to_dreams]

Hey, a man's got to keep his room pest free, you know? And Sephiroth better not make a remark about Zack being part of that pest problem.

"Yeah," Zack agrees. He grimaces at the mess on his hand, looking around for something to wipe it on.

[irametdolorem]

Why would Sephiroth do that?

Another nod. "Mmm. Even if it takes a while."

[key_to_dreams]

Dunno. Just insurance, Zack guesses.

Zack settles for the corner of his sheets, not seeing any tissues or towels nearby. He didn't really want to sleep with bug guts on his hands, but after wiping it off, realized that he'd have to sleep with it anyway. He eyes his sheets balefully.

[key_to_dreams]

"I don't know who swatted it, but if you're asking who smashed it into itty bitty smithereens..." Zack trails off playfully, urging Sephiroth closer with a gesture of his head.

[irametdolorem]

The comment earns Zack a slight sigh and shake of the head, but Sephiroth moves closer all the same.

[key_to_dreams]

Zack's still stubbornly clinging to the pillow; looks like he's not giving it up anytime soon.

He does turn around and settle back in, however, and silently offers his back as a pillow. Much more substance than the coat alone.

[irametdolorem]

Sephiroth didn't really expect him to, truth be told.

"Thank you," he mumbles softly before taking advantage of that offer.

[irametdolorem]

"Such as?" He's not entirely sure he should be asking Zack this, but is guessing Zack is in not-pranky mode right now and thus deems it safe enough.

[key_to_dreams]

"The materia? I mean, they don't warn 'danger under pressure' for nothing, you know? It's just an idea. Specialized combos would probably be good. Even having one of those scientists you detest study Jenova leftovers, just to see if she's got any weaknesses," Zack muses aloud, one hand shifting into the pile of silk hair falling over onto his shoulder.

"And constantly carrying around a PHS, a key, and your PINpoint would be a start. A damn good one. In fact, I dub that plan A, immediately to be put into effect ASAP. Sir," Zack adds as an afterthought.

[irametdolorem]

"As long as it isn't Hojo, the scientist are more than welcome to study her all they want." Because he really doesn't trust Hojo with Jenova.

"I would think either a PINPoint or a key would be more than sufficient. Both seems like a bit much."

[key_to_dreams]

Nobody should.

"Both, Seph," Zack says firmly, a hint of stubborness that won't budge entering his voice. "You never know when you'll need one or the other. And it's not like it'll throw off the line of your coat much," Zack can't resist and teases.