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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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[Seifer laughed at Zell's response about the hot dogs.] Oh Hyne's Hells, come on. Those were made by a street vendor. If anything, I'd count those as more authentic than the same old bland shit they serve in the cafeteria. You're getting desensitized, Dincht.

[Seifer then moved next to the tattooed blond and leaned against the headboard of the bed, should there be one.]

Well, a looooot of other people would tell you not to be. Friendly, I mean. At the very least. I mean... do you know what happened when I showed myself back in here? Stares for miles. Not the good kind, either. But ya know, I couldn't do much else. Nowhere else to go. It sucked, sure. So I told them to go to hell before I served them detention. [Seifer smirked at that.]

They believed me and they dispersed real quick.

I am not!! And I didn’t say the ones from town are bad. I just like the cafeteria ones better. Not sure why but I do.

[As Seifer shifted against the headboard Zell happily leaned against the older male as they talked and bantered.]

So? There are only certain people’s opinions that I care about and the majority of the Garden is not one of them. I’ll be friendly to who I like. And I’ll give them a second chance.

Are you suuuuure? [Seifer grinned, then laughed. Clearly teasing the other blond.] Well, I guess you can't please everybody.

[Once Zell leaned up against the older blond, Seifer wrapped an arm around him, careful that he didn't make him uncomfortable with his present injuries.]

Heh, give them a second chance? Even if they didn't exactly ask for one? Is there some unspoken rule I should know about?

No, no unspoken rule you should know. I just gave them a second chance because everyone is young and stupid and I believe they have a good heart under all the walls and words.

[Zell finished his hotdog and just allowed himself to relax against Seifer. The relaxation didn’t last too long because his body ached. He knew he should take the pills but the tattoo blonde was stubborn.]

Thank you for the hot dogs. They have made me feel better.

That almost sounds naive, Dincht. Almost. [Seifer knew that he was young and stupid but didn't care then. Perhaps he cares a bit more now. Something about growing up? Who knows.]

Well good. That was the whole point. But now that you have food in you, might wanna take your painkillers. I hate taking medication but if it makes the pain go away, I'll do it. If you're not already in pain now, you will be soon. [He clearly remembered the pain that was inflicted upon him a little over a year ago, thanks to Squall.]

So what? Maybe I’m naive. We wouldn’t be here if I didn’t give someone a second chance. I would be here struggling by myself. Do you see any of my friends checking up on me?

[Seifer was definitely right about the medication but Zell was stubborn and thought he could handle it. Though when Seifer mentioned having to take some that caught the tattoo blonde’s attention.

He carefully shifted, turning, and he brought a hand up to gently run a finger over the scar on Seifer’s face.]

I never got to ask… you and him gave these to each other in the same fight? [Because one day the wound hadn’t been there and the next there had been bandages and now a scar.]

You said Squall came to see you, right? So you could give a report? Did he at least ask you how you were doing and if you were doing any better? [Seifer shook his head at the thought. He wasn't sure if Squall actually did all of that but he was betting on 'no'.] I mean, that's the nice, friendly thing to do.

[Then came the question and the subsequent hand that was reaching up to his face. Seifer couldn't help but close his eyes at the touch, and even at the more slightly sensitive scar that was now in-between his eyes on his forehead.]

Yep, same fight. I gave him a scar first. I got cocky, as I usually do, and stood in glory with my dirty work and he gave me one when I wasn't looking. Guess you could say I deserved it. [Seifer smirked at that. He didn't mind having a scar, though. It sort of helps identify who he is.] It's bullshit but eh, what can you do. Battle scars and what not. Now you have some, too.

He came and asked for the report. He saw that I was okay? [Zell didn’t want to think badly of his friends. He knew they were busy, especially Squall.]

Ah. You let your ego get the better of you. You both are lucky that you are skilled gunblade wielders or you wouldn’t be here.

[Zell ran his finger over the scar once more, slowly, before leaning up and giving the scar a soft kiss right where it passed over Seifer’s nose.]

[Seifer lightly snickered at the accusation. An accusation that he couldn't exactly deny.]

I mean someone said it. I have the biggest ego in all of Garden. Was that Xu that said it? Yeah, it's probably her.

[Instinctively, Seifer placed a hand on the back of Zell's hair as he kissed the scar softly. Afterwards, he gently shook his head in response to Squall.]

Wait... So he didn't even ask if you were okay or what happened..? I thought it was a commander's job to check up on his subordinates to see how they're doing. I mean, you two consider each other friends, right? If nothing else, he'd have asked you how you were doing as a friend, not as a subordinate.

[To Seifer's non-surprise, Squall didn't do any of that. Shame on him.]

Do I need to give him an earful the next time I see him..?

And she isn’t wrong.

[Zell settled his head in the crook of Seifer’s neck, getting comfortable against the older blonde and proceeded to ignore the pain his body was in.]

This is Squall you are talking about. He doesn’t use his words. He saw that I was okay so he didn’t need to ask. And no I don’t need you to give him an earful. He already has enough on his plate.

Hah, no. I guess not.

[As Zell got comfortable nuzzling himself into Seifer, the older blond wrapped his other arm around him, making sure he was careful that he didn't hurt him.]

Yeah, I know this is Squall we're talking about. I figured he'd have done some growing up after everything that happened in the past Hyne damned year...

[To that, Seifer just shook his head. Squall was stubborn and was probably stuck in his own ways for now.]

What about the others? Did they at least come visit you? The messenger girl? The lecherous cowboy? The instructor?

They… are all on missions. [Zell shrugged his good shoulder a little. They were all busy and Zell understood that. Everyone wanted to work with the people that saved the world. They would check in once they were back.]

It’s no big deal, Seifer. I got you don’t I?

Isn't it, though? Squall sending you to a mission by your lonesome and then getting hurt is a pretty big deal. The least he could have done was actually ask you how you were doing.

[Seifer shook his head again, trying not to even think about it. He gently pulled Zell in further.]

I mean I guess you do since I'm right here. Doesn't seem right that you don't got the others, though. I don't know. Don't mind me, I'm just a little upset, I guess.

People are busy. It is no big deal. I promise.

[Zell happily moved further into Seifer’s lap. He turned and placed his legs across the older male’s lap as they basically snuggled and talked in Zell’s bed. It made the injured blonde feel better.]

You are getting upset on my behalf? You are a big softie aren’t you?

[Seifer just sighed at Zell's response. He wasn't going to argue. At least not right now. Not while the tattooed blond was still on the mend. Even though this is Seifer and everything to him *is* a big deal.]

Alright alright, whatever you say.

[He shifted a little bit to get more comfortable while Zell moved to snuggle up against him.]

I suppose I am. You're special enough to see this side of me that no one else actually has. Huh. I guess this is what happens when you give a shit.

If I’m being honest I didn’t think you had this soft side. [Zell smiled a little as he looked up at Seifer from his place in his lap.]

But I like it. I like you. You big jerk.

Heh. Well, you're not the only one who gets to have surprises. [Seifer smirked at the injured blond.] I admit to being an asshole but that's not all there is to me.

[For a brief moment, Seifer got his phone and took a look at it to see the time.]

It's getting late. You really should take your medication and get some sleep. You have resting to do, I have classes in the morning. Shit, I'll stay here with you if you want.

Well I am glad you aren’t just an asshole. [Zell made a noise and a face before he sighed. He knew Seifer was right and he should take his medicine but he hated how it made him feel.]

…fine and I want you to stay. You don’t have to ever ask. It is an open invite.

You know, you say I never have to ask but you know I'm going to, anyway. Gonna try to be a better person and all that shit. I doubt I'll make much progress but I can't say I didn't try.

[Seifer shifted a little bit and let himself sink onto the bed very gradually so as to not hurt the injured blond.]

You want me to get your medication for you and some water? Might be best to take it right before bed so you don't feel the shitty side effects.

Look at you trying to be Mr. Manner and proper. [It was a gentle tease from Zell because he could see the change in Seifer. The older blonde was trying and Zell could see it. It made the younger male like Seifer even more.

Zell moved with Seifer and found himself laying half on, half off of the scarred blonde. Zell nodded his head even as he sighed.]

You are such a mother hen but fine. I’ll take them now. [Careful if his healing injuries Zell shifted off of Seifer so the older male could get up.]

Good. I'll be right back. [Seifer grinned as Zell carefully moved off of him so he could get up. He then proceeded to go get the "bag of stuff" and dug around for the medication Zell was supposed to be taking. Once he found that, he then got up to go to Zell's kitchen and moved his way around to get a glass of water. He returned moments later with an almost full glass of water and handed it to Zell.]

Here. Hold this for a sec.

[Once Zell took the glass of water, Seifer grabbed the medicine bottle and read it outloud.] Take two pills three times a day, it says. [He popped two of these pills to his palms then presented them to the tattooed blond.]

I know you hate this and I can smell why. But you gotta take it. Makes all the shitty pain you're in go away.

Yes, Sir. [Zell rolled his eyes, his tone a teasing one, as he took the pills. He popped them into his mouth and down half the glass of water in a couple of gulps. He handed the glass back to Seifer and settled back into the bed.]

If I say or do anything stupid while on pain pills you can’t hold it against me.

[Seifer took the glass back to the kitchen sink as he responded.]

That's fine. In fact, I'd be worried if you didn't act loopy while you're on your pain meds. That would mean they aren't working.

[Sure enough, Seifer returned momentarily and turned the lights off. He took his pants off leaving only his boxers and a tank top on before getting back on Zell's bed and under the covers with him in it. He wasted no time closing the distance between him and the tattooed blond and draped an arm over him.]

What'll you do in the morning while I'm in class?

Sleep. Maybe find something to eat. [Zell shifted closer, the pain he had been feeling already fading to a fuzzy warm. He made a noise and nuzzled Seifer’s cheek before he nipped it playfully.]

Probably check what is going on with the creature and the mission.

[It wouldn't be long until Seifer felt the effects of fatigue. Having the tattooed blond next to him helped, especially since it was getting kinda late. His softer voice also indicated fatigue but he was still awake.]

Only so much sleeping you can do... [He grinned a little when he felt his cheek being nipped.] Are you still hungry..? You're hinting at it, anyway... Heh...

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[Sorry for the lateness, today was busyyyy!]

Hey no worries!

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