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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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You aren’t going to kiss every unjury and boo boo I get better? [Zell was smirking now as he teased Seifer, sitting on the couch with him. Zell leaned in a little more.] I might get upset if you don’t.

With you bandaged up like this, that's gonna be hard to do. Tch tch. [Seifer laughed a little and shook his head.] There are other uninjured places I'd prefer to kiss but if you're only offering kisses on your injuries, then I'm afraid we're at an impasse.

Very rude and unkind of you not to kiss my boo boos better. [Zell was grinning from ear to ear now.] And what kind of places do you want to kiss? If not my boo boos?

But isn't that the job of the elixir that's been put into you? To make your boo boos better? I don't wanna take their job away from them. [Seifer gave a small laugh.]

Besides, I'd rather kiss you in places like your lips. Maybe your neck. Maybe your damned six-pack on your stomach.

Hmmm… you like my six-pack? [Zell smiles at that, proud of his body, and always happy to show it off.] What else do you like?

Not gonna lie, I do. I have one too but it's not as defined as yours. Shit, I guess that's what happens when you do martial arts, huh? Everyone seems to think it's lifting weights a helluva lot. [Seifer took a free hand and carefully tried to cop a feel under Zell's shirt.]

[Zell laughed and swatted at Seifer’s hand.] I need a really strong core to do what I do.

Oh I bet you do. [Seifer laughed with Zell as his hand was swatted away. He almost immediately retracts it but not before feeling the ridges of his abs.] I am pretty sure I am not the only one, but people forget that what you do requires focus and discipline. Discipline that I don't have, let's be real.

I hope the puberty boy gives credit where credit is due. [Once more, Seifer reached under Zell's shirt. Not really to feel his abs this time but only to see how he'd react.]

It does. Which is why people are so surprised that I am so good at it. [There is a pause as Seifer’s hand went under his shirt again but this time Zell didn’t try and stop him. He had liked the teasing touch of Seifer’s finger and he wanted to feel them again.]

I might get to name the creature.

[When Seifer discovered that he wasn't being stopped, he started to glide his fingers across Zell's stomach. He was careful with his touch since he didn't know where Zell's ticklish spots were and also did not want to make Zell do any sudden movements that might cause him to tear up his healing wounds.]

Well, I guess most people don't really think about that kind of stuff. I mean I sure as hell didn't, especially back then.

But that's a hell of an accomplishment. Damned cartographers and bestiary-keepers and hells, even Timber Maniac journalists are gonna wanna speak to you at some point about this shit. Don't they give accolades to this kind of thing?

[Zell sucked in a slow breath as his mind focused on the soft gentle glide of Seifer’s fingers. Zell let out a soft noise and relaxed even further.]

It isn’t that big of a deal. Squall will probably handle all of the questions.

True but Squall wasn't there. You were. At the very least, the journalists and the bestiary-keepers are the ones that will want to talk to you since you have first-hand account of seeing it and battling it.

[At this point, Seifer was just nonchalantly letting his fingers glide throughout Zell's stomach. At which point, he did feel Zell got a little bit heavier on him but he took this as the other blond getting more and more relaxed so he didn't mind at all.]

Besides, how is Squall going to answer any of them outside of bullshit bureaucratic answers? [Then Seifer tries to imitate Squall. Terribly.] "I don't know." "Yes." "No." "Maybe." "Possibly." "We won't know for certain."

[Oh no. Zell didn’t mind the soft exploring touches as he leaned against Seifer, closing his eyes and just allowing him to enjoy the soft touch. For someone with many friends and allies Zell was very much touch starved. So he was enjoying what Seifer was doing greatly.]

Those answers would probably work. [There was a small grin on Zell’s face.] but I guess you are right. They will want to talk to me.

[Similarly, Seifer was also very touch-starved. With what had gone on the last year or so, he hadn't exactly been in any position to get that fulfilled but perhaps he was lucky that Zell had been so receptive of this.]

I guess they'd work but you know those people are gonna want more than just one-word answers. Shit, now that I think about it, most of those answers sound like Fujin's more than they do Squall. Hah. [Seifer smirked, then laughed a little.] They'd be dumbshits not to talk to you. Where else are they gonna have a first-hand account of what fighting one was like? Have you even thought about what to name the thing?

[A part of Seifer didn't want to admit it to himself but he was enjoying touching Zell like this. Ever since Zell came to visit him in his dorm and the events that followed, he found himself getting attached to him.]

No idea what I’m going to name it. [Zell hadn’t given it much thought. His mind had been on the pain and surviving and making sure Seifer knew he was okay.

The tattoo blonde made a soft noise, his tired body slowly pulling Zell towards sleep .]

You should help me think of one.

Wait, why? I don't even know what it looks like, though. And the way it battles and what it can do and all that other shit should be considered if you're gonna put something to the bestiary, right? I'll see what I can do, I guess. [Seifer shrugged. His voice was soft. Even he was starting to get tired. It has been a long day for him even though he wasn't at all mangled up like Zell is.

Seifer noted Zell's noise that indicated he was getting tired. It was still a little early but he realized that he was likely under painkillers.]

Tired? Wanna head on over to bed? It's still early but hey, what is it that they say about early birds?

I could use a nap. [Zell said nodding his head a little but he made no move to break away from his position against Seifer.] And you really don’t have to stay and watch me if you don’t want too

I know. [Seifer nodded a little.] But you made me promise to look after you for the next two days. So I'm going to do that. Tell you what. [Seifer moved his hand that was on Zell's stomach up to his shoulder.]

Why don't I put you to bed so you can nap? I'll go grab us a bite to eat while you do that. I'm betting that when I get back here, you'll be awake. I know you're tired right now but I can imagine you want something other than hospital food.

I’m definitely tired and a little hungry so you might be right. [Zell nodded his head but still didn’t move from his place against Seifer’s side.] And thank you because I know how much of a pain in the ass I can be.

Don't even worry about it. I'm sure I was a much more gigantic pain in the ass. [He snickered a little bit and shook his head.] Getting you food would involve leaving, though. And you just look absolutely comfortable right here.

[Seifer doesn't leave just yet, though. He looked at Zell just resting there, somehow glad that he was gonna get better. He let the silence sit for a few moments before he says anything.]

Do you think I can do it? Be a SeeD and be somewhat of an asshole?

No leaving. Not yet. [Zell’s voice was sleepy as he stayed attached to Seifer’s side, finding comfort there, as he rested and they talked. His eyes were closed and he was on the verge of sleeping when Seifer spoke up in a more serious tone.]

Hell ya you can do it. [There was no hesitation from Zell.] You are an amazing warrior and you don’t need to change a thing.

[Seifer snickered a little, moving his free hand to Zell's head, nonchalantly brushing his fingers through his head of blond. His voice almost matched the silence in the dorm at the moment.]

Alright alright... I'm not going anywhere. Yet...

[He then grinned at Zell's answer to that. So even he thought Seifer would make it. For the time being, it was odd hearing something like that from him since he never really did back then. He did appreciate how the answer came to Zell immediately.]

You think so, eh..? Shit... Guess that means I gotta deliver. Damn it. [Seifer let out an aired laugh at that, amused. But perhaps also determined somehow.]

You do. I want you as my partner. [Zell smiled and nuzzled Seifer’s chest a little bit. He didn’t want to move but he knew he was going to end up falling asleep like he was and that wasn’t fair to Seifer.]

Will you help me up, please? My bed is calling me.

You want me as your partner? [Seifer asked, mainly repeating it for himself. He wanted to make sure he heard right.] You know that's dangerous, yeah? You know what I'm capable of. Even at my worst. That's asking for trouble.

[Seifer then smirked and carefully maneuvered in such a way that he'd end up carrying Zell with him as they headed towards Zell's bedroom. He wanted to make sure he didn't stumble into anything on the way so he was careful.]

Whoops. Not too heavy, not too light. [Once Seifer got to Zell's bed, he'd set him there carefully, even going as far as straightening up the blankets for him. Aww.]

What do you want me to get you for dinner while I'm out? If you want me to come back, you'll need to leave your front door unlocked.

Yes, I want you as your partner. And it is definitely a bad idea but I still want it.

[There was a noise of protest but Zell didn’t put up much of a fight when Seifer picked him up instead of helping him up. He stayed still in Seifer’s arms and let out a happy groan when he was carefully placed on his bed. Zell laid out on his queen size bed and closed his eyes. He missed his bed.]

Just take my keys. Make a copy if you want.

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