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(Last one was an accident but I like it Picasso)

OG sketch under the cut folks 🫡

Hey there, blondie.

“That’s how you clean up, eh?” Reno says after a few more seconds of admiring Cloud’s work. 

“A little dramatic, but efficient.” 

“Yeah like you.” He turns around and the smirk drops immediately from his face when he lays eyes on his partner. “Holy hells, the fuck happened to you?”

“Fire materia.” Cloud tries to shrug, but grimaces when pain shoots up from the wound on his side,  “and Hojo.”

“You look like you’re dead!” Reno stomps over to him and starts the visual examination. His auburn eyes knit with concern, and Cloud can see the way his jaw clenched as he spots the three parallel claw marks running down his abdomen and black and blues that littler his face and arms. 

“If I’m dead, then this must be purgatory.”

“ If I’m here, then we in hell, baby.” He cups Cloud’s chin and moves his head to get a better look at the head wound with a disappointed tsk. And even though he is a bit rough, the way Reno caresses Cloud’s skin with that pensive gaze, sends comforting chills down his spine. And he leans into the touch.

“Heaven. Hell. It’s all the same.”

OH I MIGHTVE MISSED THIS