[She wasn't sure how he would take to her words. They felt a bit cheesy, overdone, and she worried that it would be too much, even for them but that didn't make them any less genuine. It was embarrassing and emotional, and while it should come as zero surprise when he pulls her back to him, it does, and Tifa allows herself to be swallowed up by the warmth and sweet smell of flowers that fills the room.]
Promise?
[It feels like such a silly thing to ask for, and she knows he means it, but a little reassurance goes a long way when they're stuck teetering on the edge of being a whole other person. And when she pushes back again to look up at him, her gaze roams down to his lips expectantly, almost pleading to be done with all of this.]
no subject
Promise?
[It feels like such a silly thing to ask for, and she knows he means it, but a little reassurance goes a long way when they're stuck teetering on the edge of being a whole other person. And when she pushes back again to look up at him, her gaze roams down to his lips expectantly, almost pleading to be done with all of this.]