Warnings: Short, dark, implied very serious injury, implied unrequited love
Pairing: Zack/Sephiroth. Word Count:less than 100
Summary: Sephiroth treats a wound on Zack's hand
The General smeared antiseptic fluid across the wound on Zack’s hand.
‘Hurt?’
‘No,’ Zack said, already knowing what that meant.
Sephiroth looked up.
‘You don’t feel it at all?’
Slowly Zack shook his head.
Sephiroth took hold of Zack’s hand and placed his palm against the fingers.
‘Can you push with your fingers? Just one at a time.’
‘I am pushing,’ said Zack as he stared at Sephiroth’s lithe, nervous hands both wrapped around his motionless one.
It’s was what he’d wanted for years and now that it was happening he couldn’t feel it.