the warmth those few words bloom in his chest, under his skin, in his heart, are unbeaten by any other. cloud flushes a hint, mouth opening to brush zack off yet the words won't come, can't come, after that. for so many nights, he's wished to hear zack tell him of his pride in cloud, a fever dream when he had believed himself unworthy of the life he often thinks he had taken from zack.
but for him to be pride--
it's too much.
and the new space between them is a void cloud wants to close with just as much eagerness as before, but instead his hands curl into fists to stop himself. ]
You didn't exactly have a choice. And I-- [ now his voice cracks despite all the strength he attempts to find in himself. ]
I wanted to honor your... your last wish. For a long time I didn't go a good job with it.
[ he had stolen zack, forgotten him, pretended to be him. there was no pride in that. ]
action.
the warmth those few words bloom in his chest, under his skin, in his heart, are unbeaten by any other. cloud flushes a hint, mouth opening to brush zack off yet the words won't come, can't come, after that. for so many nights, he's wished to hear zack tell him of his pride in cloud, a fever dream when he had believed himself unworthy of the life he often thinks he had taken from zack.
but for him to be pride--
it's too much.
and the new space between them is a void cloud wants to close with just as much eagerness as before, but instead his hands curl into fists to stop himself. ]
You didn't exactly have a choice. And I-- [ now his voice cracks despite all the strength he attempts to find in himself. ]
I wanted to honor your... your last wish. For a long time I didn't go a good job with it.
[ he had stolen zack, forgotten him, pretended to be him. there was no pride in that. ]