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Title: Whim
Author: Arora-Kayd
Beta: Point-Earedpain
Disclaimer: [insert witty rendition of 'I don't own them' here]
Rating: PG
Summary: It was like, two in the morning. I was sick. So you get spazzy!Vincent X3
"Vincent?"
"Yes, Chief?"
"What're you doing?"
"Sitting."
"On me?"
"Yup."
"While I'm trying to fly the ship."
"Uh-huh."
"Why?"
"Because you're comfortable." A pause.
"Are you drunk?" A head shake. "High? Suffer a blow to the head?"
"No."
"So... you just..."
"Felt like it."
"Felt like it," Cid echoed.
"Mm-hmm." A moment passed in silence, Vincent fiddling with a buckle, Cid more or less trapped. Then Vincent turned slightly, kissed Cid full on the mouth, got up and abruptly left the deck.
Cid remained in his chair, feeling more than a bit bewildered and blinked a few times. Out in the hall, Vincent smiled as he returned to his and Cid's quarters. Confusing people never gets old, Chaos intoned inside Vincent's head.
"Indeed it doesn't."
Author: Arora-Kayd
Beta: Point-Earedpain
Disclaimer: [insert witty rendition of 'I don't own them' here]
Rating: PG
Summary: It was like, two in the morning. I was sick. So you get spazzy!Vincent X3
"Vincent?"
"Yes, Chief?"
"What're you doing?"
"Sitting."
"On me?"
"Yup."
"While I'm trying to fly the ship."
"Uh-huh."
"Why?"
"Because you're comfortable." A pause.
"Are you drunk?" A head shake. "High? Suffer a blow to the head?"
"No."
"So... you just..."
"Felt like it."
"Felt like it," Cid echoed.
"Mm-hmm." A moment passed in silence, Vincent fiddling with a buckle, Cid more or less trapped. Then Vincent turned slightly, kissed Cid full on the mouth, got up and abruptly left the deck.
Cid remained in his chair, feeling more than a bit bewildered and blinked a few times. Out in the hall, Vincent smiled as he returned to his and Cid's quarters. Confusing people never gets old, Chaos intoned inside Vincent's head.
"Indeed it doesn't."
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