Send me "First kiss" for a drabble of my character kissing yours for the first time ; accepting@infusedblues

“I said closeyour eyes.”

           She haddemanded it for the upteeth time now, and he finally managed to stoplaughing at how serious she was being and did as he was asked. Aerithwaved her hands in front of him, slowly, making sure he wasn'tcheating. But now that those sky blue eyes were hidden behind lidsand he seemed to be concetrating on not laughing, she could focus.Focus on his smug smile, focus on how he sat across from her. One legoutstretched, the other bent with his arm resting on it. His otherhand behind him holding him up. Still with that smug smirk on hisface from all the laughing. She moved forward, on her hands andknees, watching him carefully to make sure he wasn't peaking.

“Keep themclosed...”

           Sheconfirmed, though he was sure to note her voice was much closer now.Close enough that he could feel her presence just in front of him.She wondered if he could hear her heartbeat too with those superSOLDIER powers of his. She brushed his bangs back and the smugness ofhis smile mellowed, leaning slightly toward the touch of her hand.She placed the other hand on his cheek and the boy melted slightlybetween her fingers. She let a slight scoff escape her lips, almostin a typical Zack sort of tone. She made sure his eyes werestill closed, leaning forward slightly for a hesitant, chaste kiss tohis lips that lingered longer than a few seconds. It caused the FairSOLDIER to tense, becoming almost statuesque until she pulled awayfrom him. Scuttling across the floor as if nothing had happened andsitting across from him with blush tinting her cheeks. Zack's jawwent slack a gloved hand coming up to brush where a flower girl hadtouched them.

“Okay you canopen them.”

               Well what happens if I just keep them closed? And there thesmugness returned.

                     Lay your burden with me - ( Star wars: Rogue one sentence meme )

           Careful calculation lay with the confines of your job description. As a general, you were as much a strategist as you a warrior. Honed for combat and prepared for the unexpected. But war was not as pretty in the field as it was on paper. A thousand stories of victory lay out as battle plans over wood grain, expecting you to predict the impossible.

                    Combat was choking back smoke and keeping your head about you. It was keeping to formation and trying not to think of the corpses that once stood at your sides. It was not so easy to anticipate.

       You expect the highest standard of yourself. Those impossible odds were what you strive to reach. So to find your two top operatives in the field, surrounded by the unhappy local monster population and separated from your charge      -       to admit you hadn’t accounted for this      -      left bitter a taste in your mouth that you would rather spit out then swallow down.

The streets were somewhat busy, stores on each side making their pitches to hopeful customers. Prompto steered clear of them; Ignis never really let him carry much gil around. He had a habit of impulsive buying. But there was one thing that caught his eye.