[ It doesn't take him that long to get there, still without his sword, and when Cloud pulls him inside, Zack's not exactly prepared for it. He likes to think he had this whole speech planned out, about knowing what had happened and how he doesn't blame him for any of it--that it makes sense, now, why he'd been the way he had when they'd first seen each other. But it sort of fizzles out with the weight of Cloud's fingers around his wrist, and he pulls them to a stop when they're a few steps inside, refusing to budge further. This is...
It's weird. ]
Hey, I —
[ Zack has no idea what to say anymore. There's that soft glow of mako when Cloud looks at him, and the smile that had been there dissolves when he leans in to get an arm around him. He drags him close for a hug, face pressed to that soft mess of blond hair. He doesn't bother explaining, not yet. It'd only take a few words, and Cloud deserves more than that. What he does tell him is muffled, quiet. ] I'm sorry.
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Date: 2015-09-23 05:38 pm (UTC)It's weird. ]
Hey, I —
[ Zack has no idea what to say anymore. There's that soft glow of mako when Cloud looks at him, and the smile that had been there dissolves when he leans in to get an arm around him. He drags him close for a hug, face pressed to that soft mess of blond hair. He doesn't bother explaining, not yet. It'd only take a few words, and Cloud deserves more than that. What he does tell him is muffled, quiet. ] I'm sorry.