ANDREA .

A shudder ran down Cloud’s spine when Andrea touched him, he wasn’t really sure what it meant. He would have thought that he’d be used to gentle touches by now, considering his teammates did that all the time, especially Aerith and Tifa. With Andrea it was different.

  The touch brought back memories and he recalled how unnerved he had been by just how confident Andrea was. Cloud knew that the man had likely seen his skills in the Colosseum, knew what a ruthless fighter he could bet, and yet he had walked up to him without hesitation, circling around Cloud and putting his hands on his shoulders. That moment, Cloud had frozen up like a dear caught in the headlights, or more like the spotlight. After that, he had pulled away and his protest had been met with a finger to his lips. This moment, he was completely relaxed. Andrea didn’t mean any harm, he knew that.

  Cloud let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding when Andrea affirmed the belief that his performance had been good. Good to know he hadn’t just made a fool of himself onstage. Least it would have only been in front on Andrea and not a whole audience.  

  The question had him silent for a few moments. Cloud actually did ask himself how he felt instead of pushing his feeling away like normal. 

  “I feel…” He pauses for a moment, looking for the right words, “I feel a rush… not quite the same type I got from performing in front of an audience, but It was still there. It’s… what I like about dancing…” He was tempted to follow it up with an ‘I think’ but instead he just nodded.

  He didn’t want to let on what else he felt. Having Andrea in such close proximity to him was just as unnerving as before, along with a feeling of something else, something he couldn’t identify.

  “So, am I good enough to be in the show?”

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 Cloud. He’d noticed the small exhale, almost as though he was waiting for Andrea’s approval. Maybe he was, who was Andrea to know? He pressed his finger to his own lips, tapping gently as his eyes roamed over the muscular form. It was more of an appraising look than anything out. Mapping out the sharp contours so he’d know exactly how the man would move. Despite what everyone said, your own body was your only limitation in dance and even when you want to do something, it won’t always let you. Clouds movements were sharp and crisp as apposed to Andrea who was more like waves in water. Despite the polarity, it did however, work.

“The magic of dance, Cloud.” Andrea smiled. “That rush you feel, it comes from doing something that you, in equal parts, love and fear. Something you might not think you’d enjoy, and yet you do. Don’t you?”

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 close enough that Andrea could notice the smaller speckles in Cloud’s eyes. He tilted his head to the side at Cloud’s next question. Again, he was shocked by the statement. Mind you, he hadn’t even expected Cloud to perform on his own volition in front of him, maybe he was wrong about the blonde haired mercenary. Yes there were some rough edges to Cloud, but that made his dancing all the more mesmerising In Andrea’s mind. Afterall he remembered the last time Cloud was on the stage.

Not a single eye was taken from the blonde.

HEART RACING  but happier than anything. Maybe a little too happy. When the other had asked him to come out and have a little date with him. he wasn’t sure how else to act. They have been spending a lot of time texting and getting to know each other that way. both of them being busy with work, for anyone to visit.  ( Mainly Reeve ) but even so, that moment when he agreed to come down and visit when he didn’t need to go to that Inn a real date. Reeve wanted to make sure everything he bought was perfect. SURE it was strange bringing a bag, — but a bottle of wine seems like the best, and a few other things, just in case. 

WHEN HE MADE the trip, he went to the other’s place. though he knew very well it was going to be a strange thing. Reeve was told to dress a bit normal. They were not going to some fancy place, which was more than perfectly fine for him. He very much knew if someone were to see the other him — the rumors would only start. So, he still wears a nice pair of black jeans, and a V-neck navy blue shirt. He had to fit in somehow right. Though when he got to the other’s place, he felt his heart skip a beat and he couldn’t help but stand there for a moment. 

KNOCKING ON THE OTHERS DOOR  Reeve’s heart felt like it was going to burst. He was trying his hardest to stay calm, and that very moment the door open, he couldn’t help but smile softly. Being able to walk in, and see the other, he couldn’t help but smile a bit more than normal. “ Hey —” he said lightly and nodded his head a bit, He was nervous, it has been forever since he felt this way with a man. Though Reeve put his backpack down and took the bottle out, he smiled. “ this can be for later. I thought – it might b suited for your taste. thank you for inviting me over.”  he gave the other a smile when he place the bottle of wine and took the glass the other pour for him.  “ You… Look great tonight, by the way.” 

𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 forever since he had seen this man. Andrea smiled, despite their closeness at the Honeybee Inn, they were in a completely different setting and though it was Andrea’s own home he felt nervous. It was definitely an outer body experience for the man. He took the bottle and gave Reeve a kiss on his cheek. “ Thank you, it’s perfect. “ One of his favourite types actually, how did he know? Lucky guess?  He stopped at the compliment, a flush rising up his cheeks. “ You look... how do you always look so perfect? “ Andrea sighed, putting the drink down and checking on the food in the oven.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐒 coming along nicely. It smelled divine, he stood at the counter top, stirring one of the pans -- it didn’t need it but hey, it kept his hands busy. He had the whole night planned out, wine and dine then chill out watching dumb movies and just spending time to actually get to know eachother. Why did getting to know someone set his nerve endings on fire? He was nervous. Reeve made him nervous. Yet Andrea liked the feeling.

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 a long time trying to get everything set up. He’d messaged Reeve earlier in the day and told him once he finished work to head on down to his place. They’d been spending a lot of time talking and getting to know one another but face-to-face contact had been minimal. They both had busy schedules so trying to get a time when they were both free was sometimes next to impossible. Yet Andi just needed to see him; outside of an appointment setting. Outside of the formality. He’d gotten hold of candles and even enlisted the help of a certain flower girl to cover his home in their fragrance. He’d set out a nice meal and rather than his usual attire he’d made an effort and was wearing a comfortable pair of jeans with a shirt.

𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐒 though, he wasn’t going to lie about it. It had been forever since the man had actively tried to date anyone. To actually have someone and be around them and find comfort and joy in their presence. Yes, he was nervous. Andrea Rhodea was actually nervous. That thought alone was enough to startle him a bit, nervous wasn’t usually a feeling he was familiar with. 

@warofthebeasts​  SAID “ that, sir, is what we call a monster. “ from the meme - skulduggery sentence starters..

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍 eyebrow at the tone and looked back to the beast -- then again at the man who said it. A slight laugh left his lips at the sheer stupidity of the situation.  " 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒑𝒕 𝒊𝒕. " it was clear the tone was sarcasm, but not in a horrible way. Andrea had a smile on his face -- a clear sign the man was simply jesting.

@liifestreams​ SAID --  your entire plan consisted of, and i quote, “let’s get up close and see what happens.” - Scarlet lol from meme: skullduggery sentence starters // accepting

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓, 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 help but laugh at. If there was one thing he could count on Scarlet for it was calling him out on things. And she did so expertly. Andrea simply shrugged, it had been an effective plan and it had worked splendidly. He wasn’t about to complain about it. No, instead he was going to sit here and enjoy the quiet for once. A rarity for Andrea -- for once he had a clear schedule and nobody was needing or wanting his attention tonight. It all panned out rather well.

@lifedxbt​ SAID --  a little internal bleeding never hurt anyone. from meme skulduggery sentence starters // accepting

𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 looking absolutely flabbergasted at what just came out of the man’s mouth. What part of internal bleeding was difficult to understand. Andrea’s eyebrows shot up to his hairline, his mouth hanging open almost comically at the statement. Internal bleeding could hurt plenty if not treated and treated promptly.

Andrea absolutely loathes Don Corneo and everything the man stands for. He finds him smarmy and disgusting and quite frankly wouldn’t loose any sleep if the man disappeared from the world forever. However, saying this, Andrea has no choice but to fall in line and do what he’s told. Now the man’s not lacking in strength or witty comments and he’ll do whatever it takes to protect those he’s cares for. Unfortunately the Don also knows this. Andrea Rhodea’s heart is his Achilles heel.

Before the Don got as powerful as he was, Andrea stood up to him. Which entailed the Don taking liberties with Andrea’s bees. Now when the Don’s men told Andrea that he was to be one of the three who chose the Don’s auditioning brides, he tried to refuse. He wanted no part of the Don’s games, and everything they entailed. Yet as he grew in power, more pressure was added and soon the Don owned all of Wallmarket. Andrea was losing leverage and finally in one almost desperate attempt Andrea went to see the Don and they came up with a solution; one that ended up with Andrea signing away his morals and the Don getting what he wants. The reason Andrea Rhodea will not openly go against the don.

@reevc​ PUSHED ANDREA AGAINST THE WALL from the meme -- send against the wall to push my muse against the wall or other solid object seductively.  // accepting

𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 job, he did. The glitz and the glam, his family of bee’s and the chaotic energy that the Honeybee Inn provided when it was at it’s busiest. Yet there was something inherently calming when the doors shut for the final time at the end of the night. When there was nobody but Andrea left in the club. Those of his bee’s that lived, breathed and worked the club had their living spaces at the very back, a separate complex. The club itself was empty. It was this bit the man really took time for. Time to revel in what he did, how he brought smiles to the faces of his customers and how he could provide some form of entertainment while offering safety too. It was bliss for him really.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 leading into the stage area swung wide as Andrea was lifting a small glass, two fingers full, of whiskey to his lips. He put the glass down and sighed, turning to inform the person that they were in fact, closed for the night. He only just managed to register a suit and dark hair before he was roughly pushed into the wall and his lips were claimed in fire and passion. Hunger, would be a better word to describe it. It startled Andi at first, until he realised who his assailant was; he instantly calmed and sank into the kiss. Pulling back for air, he placed the palm of his hand against Reeve’s cheek and placed his forehead gently on Reeve’s.

❝Sure you don’t. You’re as bad as he is. Kyahaha! Both mooning over each other, both too much of a chocobo to do anything about it. You’re pining, it’s dreadful!❞ And immensely entertaining, that too. ❝Reeve likes wine sweeter than I do. And everyone loves candles, don’t they? Be inventive.❞