[He's not sure what possessed him to enter the forest by himself, unarmed. The darkness seems to close in on him and the air turns icy, his breath appearing swirls of dancing snowflakes as he walks.
He doesn't notice the trail of ice he leaves behind, plants wilting under the heavy frost. But something draws him deeper, to a strange cottage in a clearing. He's never been here before, that much he knows, but there is something familiar all the same that makes him open the door slowly.
It's so rare to see Tseng off guard like this- normally he would be awake the instant Rufus is, always ready for anything that may come. But the Turk doesn't so much as stir as Rufus approaches, studying the other man carefully. There is something off, something he can't put his finger on but he still leans down so their lips just barely touch but even that brief kiss makes him feel as if something is thawing inside of him.]
time to wake up sleeping beauty
He doesn't notice the trail of ice he leaves behind, plants wilting under the heavy frost. But something draws him deeper, to a strange cottage in a clearing. He's never been here before, that much he knows, but there is something familiar all the same that makes him open the door slowly.
It's so rare to see Tseng off guard like this- normally he would be awake the instant Rufus is, always ready for anything that may come. But the Turk doesn't so much as stir as Rufus approaches, studying the other man carefully. There is something off, something he can't put his finger on but he still leans down so their lips just barely touch but even that brief kiss makes him feel as if something is thawing inside of him.]
I've never known you to sleep on the job, Tseng.