Seventh Heaven

@anhedonialunatic

☆ Her hand lingered over the flowers. Small thorn cut to precision still rubbed a bit along her cartilage, but Tifa didn't mind. She knew where he had gotten them, and it was precious to her. Bashful in her smile, the bartender looked away, but not before eyeing him to gauge if he was happy he was early for the same reason she was. A bit of time together alone... It never hurt, did it?

@pulchralilium

☆ Bright flush of the cheeks came with silent gasp, for there was only ever one who would be so bold with the bartender. Her fingers curled in anticipation, chest a tingling sensation before she turned and provided brilliant smile to the equally lovely cake before her.