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Late Night Visit

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[A continuation of this long text message convo.]

[As promised, Seifer kept his dorm room front door unlocked. He sat in the small kitchen and, as he mentioned before, he was studying. Books laid out and one glance at the table would make it obvious he's studying with all the note-taking he's doing. Huh, who knew he could be studious if he really wanted to be. He hit the send button to send one last message to Zell before putting his phone down taking the last bit of notes he wanted to remember for the exam tomorrow. He figured he could look these over in the morning before the exam itself. This was easy street anyway so Seifer was confident he'd pass it.

He then looked at the front door and give it a squinty-eyed look for a moment. He shook his head before he said in a normal tone of voice.]

I told you the door's unlocked. Open it. Don't make me call you chicken wuss.

[And with that, he grinned. He figured he'd get Zell's attention that way.]

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I will do it anyways. You have a big day tomorrow and you’ll need your rest. If I have to put my foot down then I will. [Zell took a handful of peanuts when Seifer offered them before he stuffed it into his mouth. He turned his focus to the TV and his eyes lit up when the fighting started. But his attention was torn from the TV when Seifer started to speak.]

Hey man I’m just being a good friend. I had a feeling if we kept texting each other you would be up all night. [Not a complete lie but Zell was thinking fast on his feet as he tried very hard not to blush. Ya he knew what usually happened when someone went over to someone’s else’s room late at night. But Zell was pretty sure Seifer didn’t feel even remotely close to the way Zell felt.]

If you want me to leave, I’ll leave. I might even go for a run if you want to go to bed. [to get rid of all of the energy he was feeling]

Come on, Zell. It's not that big of a day. It's just an exam. I'll pass it since it's so damned easy street.

[He put the canister back on the nightstand he got it off of and then faced the other blond again, not paying attention to the TV at this point.]

I mean, if you want to leave, you can. I'm not kicking you out yet. But you just got here. Wouldn't that defeat the purpose of you coming over here? Besides, who goes out running at one-two in the morning? Shit, why don't you at least just stay here for the night?

[Seifer shrugged then grinned at Zell. He knew there was something up but he didn't want to make assumptions.]

It’s an important exam! And you prepared for it so it couldn’t be that easy. [Zell was a little fluster as he had Seifer’s full attention on him now. He couldn’t stop his cheeks from turning pink which just embarrassed the tattooed blonde.]

Hey! I run late at night all the time! It is quiet and nice. You should try it sometime. And and and… should I really stay over when I’m staying over tomorrow? I mean I’m not against it! And I don’t care what others think so if want me to stay I’ll stay. [Zell was flustered and rambling now.]

[Seifer snickered again, and also shook his head again. It's clear that he's amused as he watched Zell become more flustered by the second and scramble for what sounded like excuses.]

Zell. [This might be one of those rare moments where he actually called Zell by his name.]

It's not that important. If I somehow fail this exam, which I won't, I can re-take it. It's not do or die. It won't be the end of the world if I fail it.

[Seifer then extended his hand along the back of the couch and likely within reach of Zell's closest shoulder.]

Hyne's Hells, relax. I said you could stay tonight if you wanted. And if you don't want to and want to go out for a run instead, it's no big deal. Like you said, you're gonna be here tomorrow anyway.

[Then a small paused as he continued to watch the tattooed blond.]

What do you wanna do?

Edited (wording) 2022-02-03 21:18 (UTC)

[Zell paused in his upcoming flustered panic when he heard his name, his actual name, come from Seifer’s lips. The tattooed blonde blinked and recentered himself a little as Seifer spoke about the exam.]

It is still a big deal and I knew how nervous I was about the exams. But I’m terrible at tests….

[There was that flush again when Seifer mentioned him staying the night again. Zell almost felt like a child with the way he was acting. They were friends. Friends had sleepovers all the time… right?]

I’m staying. Your couch is comfortable and I’ll know what I am in for tomorrow night.

[Seifer gently shrugged as Zell explained how he does terrible at tests. In contrast...]

See, there's the difference. I do tests pretty damn well. I study because of the GFs and I happen to like the one I have.

[Though he gave Zell that squinty-eyed wtf look when he mentioned how comfortable the couch is.]

Huh. Well, the couch isn't all that comfortable and I have a bed that sleeps two, maybe three. So if you wanna sleep here, then I'm gonna have to nab you a pillow from my room.

[Seifer stood up and gestured the couch to Zell, to see if he'd actually like it. The couch itself is nothing special. Just something that people sit on. But because Zell was five-five and not six-two, maybe the tattooed blond *would* find it comfy.]

Here. Lay down and see if you feel comfortable.

Seriously. The couch is fine. I’m not going to take up your bed. My snoring will probably keep you awake all night.

[But the younger blonde shifted when Seifer got up from the couch and moved to lay down. He was shorter than Seifer but his head and feet still touched either arm rest as he lay on the couch. He looked up at the older male.]

See? All good.

[To that, Seifer just shrugged. He doubted that Zell actually snored but I guess he'll see later.]

Well alright. Let me go get a pillow and a blanket for you.

[Seifer then walked over to his room to get said blanket and pillow. If Zell were to try and take in the living room, he'd notice that the place was fairly minimalistic. There were barely any decorations or posters up on the wall, there was the TV stand, maybe the odd image of what looks to be a gunblade. Still, the place was neat and tidy. Who knew that Seifer actually lead a life like this.

Several moments passed and Seifer returned with a pillow and neatly folded blanket. He tossed them to the shorter blond and he'd immediately notice that they smelled like fresh linens.]

Alright. Well I'm gonna get ready for bed, then. If you wanna keep watching TV, the remote's on the other end of the arm chair. I'll be over there if you need anything. [To which, Seifer thumbed behind him towards his room. At this point, he'd leave Zell to his vices while he headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth and what not.]

If you are going to bed I’ll be quiet. [He sat up when Seifer had disappeared to grab him a blanket and pillow. He did make note of Seifer’s space which seemed to be the exact opposite of Zell’s. Zell’s apartment was bigger because he was SeeD and he had clutter everywhere. Zell’s apartment definitely felt like home.

He caught the pillow and blankets before he turned off the TV. The smell of fresh linen surrounding Zell for a moment.]

I have my cell. I’ll be nice and quiet so you can sleep.

[When Seifer entered the bathroom Zell got up from the couch and started to strip. He usually slept naked but knew that wasn’t an option so he left his boxers on. He checked on his fresh tattoo, it was only a week old, that was on his left shoulder. It of course was a tribal marking to match the one on his face.]

[The sound of water running from the sink could be heard, likely as Zell began stripping his clothes off, despite the fact that the door was closed. This dorm is small after all. As Seifer walked out of the bathroom, he noticed an almost naked Zell checking out whatever new marking he had on his shoulder. Of course, he was gonna say something about it.]

New ink?

[Seifer asked in the most casual, no-big-deal way. Not caring in the world that Zell was almost naked. At least, it sounded that way. And from what seemed to be a voice that came out of nowhere, he waited for Zell's reaction.]

[Zell jumped at Seifer’s voice and he turned to look at the bathroom spotting the older blonde there. Zell gave Seifer a huge grin and turned so the older male could see his new ink.]

Ya! What do you think? I’ll probably add more to it. Down my arm and my chest. To match my face.

[Seifer took that as an invitation to come check it out. He had never seen Zell undressed this much but he wasn't going to lie to himself. He was impressed. Then it hit him that of course Zell would have a body like this, he was a martial artist. He gave a brief grin before stepping over to him.]

Yeah? Looks good, not gonna lie. You're gonna get more to match? Shit, what's the heal time for this? [He'd ask as he looked at the tats on the shoulder, then at his face.] And do you eventually plan on covering yourself with tattoos? That's crazy.

[It might've been crazy, but it didn't sound like Seifer disapproved. Without even thinking about it, he reached over to Zell's tatted shoulder and see how it felt like. If Zell let him, anyway.]

Well maybe not my whole body but what about the left side? It was a crazy idea that would take years of sessions to fulfill.

[Zell continued to grin as he watched Seifer move closer, proudly displaying his shoulder and new tattoo. Zell was completely comfortable in his own skin and it showed with how relaxed he was standing in Seifer’s living room in just his boxers.]

You can touch it. It is about a week old so it is mostly healed. It might be a little raised to the touch but it doesn’t hurt.

[Seifer then took more than just his index finger and slid his fingers across the tattoo on the shoulder. He wasn't sure what he was expecting but he was slightly surprised to find it smooth. The surface of the tattoo was raised a bit but other than that, it was... normal? He wasn't sure.]

So it takes a little over a week for it to fully heal, huh? Hmm...

[It looked like Seifer was considering getting a tattoo. He kept staring at the ink on Zell's shoulder, then at the one on his face. He reached over and ran his fingers there, too. That, too, was smooth.]

Did this hurt at all? [He knew the tattoo on Zell's face had always been there, but he never really paid attention to it until now. Seifer could only imagine how much this hurt since skin on the face was quite a bit thinner.]

Like a bitch. [The words came out in a breath as Zell went still when Seifer gently touched the tattoo on his face. It was unexpected but not unwelcome. Zell’s head leaned slightly into the touch, the younger male a little touched starved, and so he wasn’t even thinking when he placed a hand on Seifer’s side.]

There were tears but I wouldn’t have done anything differently.

[If anything, and amazing as this might sound, Seifer came to a small epiphany. He just gained a considerable amount of respect for Zell. For someone who he thought was just a puny dumbass to go do something so brave as get a tattoo on his face? He considered himself in the same position and didn't find it himself to do the same.]

Tch tch. [He shook his head but again, his tone of voice was anything but the sound of disapproval.] You are crazy. Anyone in their right mind, and who has a considerable amount of pain tolerance, wouldn't think of doing something like this.

[Seifer continued to trace his hand along Zell's facial tattoo and noticed that his eyes were closed. He smirked a little, continuing the motion. He did this for a few moments before saying anything.]

Looks like you're getting tired.

Not everyone likes a bit of pain with their pleasure. [The words were out before Zell could filter them and his cheeks heated once more when he realized what he said. Zell didn’t open his eyes, unable to meet Seifer’s after that little confession. He stayed where he was, internally flailing, as Seifer continued to touch his facial tattoo.]

I’m really not but you should be getting to bed. [Zell opened his eyes and finally met Seifer’s own. His own body was on edge and reacting to Seifer’s touch. Zell hoped and prayed that Seifer wouldn’t look down and notice anything.] You have a big day tomorrow.

[And of course, Seifer was going to read into that. He continued to glide his fingers along Zell's facial tattoo for no other reason than Zell looking like he was enjoying it. Perhaps Seifer was enjoying it, too. He did, however, look down and notice what was going on with Zell below the belt. He snickered a little bit and shook his head.]

Would you quit calling it a big day? It's not that big of a deal, I'm going to pass the exam. [Seifer's tone was more amused than anything else. Once Zell opened his eyes, he met his cyan's with Zell's blues.] I know you're tired, too. I can only imagine the day you've had. So let's get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning, alright?

[Even though Seifer made it sound like some sort of final greeting for the night, he kept his hand on Zell's face. It's not just at the tattoo though. It's on his left cheek.]

[Fuck it. To Zell all the signs were there that Seifer might actually like him and so Zell’s reckless behavior reared its head as he cupped Seifer’s face and kissed the taller older male. This was something Zell had wanted to do for months now and maybe Seifer didn’t feel the same way. Maybe the older male would punch or worse laugh at him but right then Zell didn’t care. The martial artist was too swept up in the moment to think of the consequences of his actions. And so he kissed Seifer.]

[Seifer was once again slightly surprised at Zell's bravery. Sure that what Seifer was doing would lead to doing something impulsive like this but he was also testing the waters to see how much he could get away with. Perhaps to Zell's surprise, Seifer kissed back with as much fervor as Zell was giving. No punch given, no sudden unpleasant surprises. In fact, this caused Seifer to pull Zell in while they were liplocked so there was no space in-between the two of them.

Of course, Seifer didn't want to overstay the welcome, so to speak, so he gently released and slowly opened his eyes with a small smirk. Instead of saying something, he wanted to meet eyes with Zell to gauge his reaction.]

[When Seifer kissed Zell back something that had been tight and tense inside of the tattoo blonde relaxed. This wasn’t one sided and that made Zell deliciously happy. As Seifer pulled them close together, their bodies pressed together, Zell’s hands had gripped the taller blonde’s shirt, keeping him close.

As the older male gently released and pulled back, Zell had wanted more and couldn’t stop himself as he tried to lean in for more kisses. But Zell caught himself and there was an instantly bright blush on his cheeks as he opened his eyes and met Seifer’s.]

You… kissed me.

[Of course, Seifer would respond back with his snarky remarks. His voice lower than usual given their close proximity to each other.]

I did kiss you. What about it? You kissed me first. I should punch you for doing it... but I didn't.

[The hand that had been on Zell's cheek hadn't left. Seifer could tell that the other blond was getting warm, knowing that he was blushing despite the terrible lighting in Seifer's dorm.]

Felt like you've been wanting to do that for awhile.

[Seifer’s words had little doubts crawling into Zell’s mind. Had Seifer just kissed him because he had kissed Seifer? Had Seifer just responded with a kiss because it was a more pleasant outcome than a punch? But Seifer’s hand was still on Zell’s warm cheek, had pulled him close, so now Zell had no idea what to think.]

I… [There was hesitation on Zell’s part as he thought of ways to play this off so the tattoo blonde wouldn’t end up getting hurt.] I’m tired and I do really stupid things when I’m tired. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that….

What, you think what you did just now warranted an apology? I don't want it. You haven't done anything to apologize for. But I know you are tired. So maybe we should get some sleep.

[In a fairly quick move, Seifer leaned down again and planted his lips on Zell's. Again. It was quick this time, though.]

I mean, I'm gonna see you later tonight for dinner, anyway. Unless you're suddenly not interested anymore.

[Seifer's eyes were still locked onto Zell's as he spoke to him, hoping that the other blond would take this as a sign that Seifer was serious.]

[A noise escaped Zell when Seifer leaned down and kissed him again. It was unexpected but the quick kiss made Zell’s toes curl and a small smile appeared on Zell’s blushing face.]

No, I’m interested. I’m definitely still interested. You still want me to come tonight?

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