[A gasp left Cloud's lips, sounding somewhere between surprise and realization. Zack wasn't wrong. What he'd done was a kneejerk reaction and he hadn't realized how it might've come off to Zack.
It wasn't that Cloud disliked him. It was the opposite of that, really. He enjoyed Zack's company, more than he thought he would when they first decided to room together. Zack was there while he navigated his feelings about Tifa being married to someone else, he was there when a noctaere took on the form of Sephiroth and fought together with him, and was there to start a business with to keep them busy. It was even Zack who stayed by his side after he had fallen into a week-long coma.
Shiva, he really was oblivious, wasn't he?]
Sorry, Iā [I what? He shakes his head.] Sorry...
[A part of him still wishes he had left instead of entertaining this before he knew what this was going to be. But he was here now and he had to deal with it.
If there was one thing Cloud could admit to himself right now, it was that he didn't know how to feel. He'd never thought of Zack as anything more than a friend before. Thinking about him in a romantic sense had never crossed his mind before this moment. It was something that he would need some time on. And there was still a matter of Aerith and Zack. Where did the two of them stand now, especially now that he knows this? Knows of Zack's feelings toward him.
The tension in Cloud's shoulders eased as he let out a long and deep exhale. His hands unclench, but he still feels where his nails dug into his palm, small crescent-shaped marks left in its wake.]
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It wasn't that Cloud disliked him. It was the opposite of that, really. He enjoyed Zack's company, more than he thought he would when they first decided to room together. Zack was there while he navigated his feelings about Tifa being married to someone else, he was there when a noctaere took on the form of Sephiroth and fought together with him, and was there to start a business with to keep them busy. It was even Zack who stayed by his side after he had fallen into a week-long coma.
Shiva, he really was oblivious, wasn't he?]
Sorry, Iā [I what? He shakes his head.] Sorry...
[A part of him still wishes he had left instead of entertaining this before he knew what this was going to be. But he was here now and he had to deal with it.
If there was one thing Cloud could admit to himself right now, it was that he didn't know how to feel. He'd never thought of Zack as anything more than a friend before. Thinking about him in a romantic sense had never crossed his mind before this moment. It was something that he would need some time on. And there was still a matter of Aerith and Zack. Where did the two of them stand now, especially now that he knows this? Knows of Zack's feelings toward him.
The tension in Cloud's shoulders eased as he let out a long and deep exhale. His hands unclench, but he still feels where his nails dug into his palm, small crescent-shaped marks left in its wake.]
Does Aerith know?