Series: Final Fantasy VIII (8)
Pairing: Squall Leonhart x Zell Dincht
Theme: 30 Kisses #2 - News; Letter
Status: one-shot, finished
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: there's stuff that happens, but nothing too explicitly said
Notes: The boys are closet gays, and in particular, the one named Squall Leonhart. This drabble is in first person, in Zell's point of view.
Yesterday, he was in my bed, warm and snuggled up to my chest. Today, he is back to his brooding self, sitting in his office and acting like he never knew how to open up. I've been putting up with his behaviour for a while now, but it's starting to get on my nerves. In front of everybody, we're just friends who back each other up in battle, heal when necessary, and work together to complete a mission. Nobody knows the real nature of our relationship, or rather, the animal Squall really is hidden under that cool, composed attitude of his. The way he strips off his clothing slowly in front of me every night when we're alone and languidly crawls up to me with the creepiest smile known to mankind, even if I had thrown the idea out as a joke, nobody would pay attention to me. But it's true, the way he hisses, "Zell..." into my ear as if my name has dirty connotations. The way he treats me out in daylight is really beginning to agitate me, almost as if I don't matter to him at all. I ask him about it every night, if he would stop acting like that and just tell our friends that we're lovers and more, or at least let me tell them if he doesn't want to tell them himself, but he always dodges the subject by going down on me, as if I could think about anything coherent as soon as he does that anyway.
So every morning, I wake up to an empty bed by myself, with only traces of his body lying next to mine an hour before I wake, and his lingering scent clinging to my sheets and my memory. Sometimes, I pick up the brown hairs he shed and pull at the strands, remembering how I'd run my hands through his hair and pull his head to my chest right as he comes. But once I'm dressed and outside my room, our kisses are locked behind my door, and it's normal SeeD business all over again: Squall is our new headmaster, and I, one of his SeeDs flocking at his command. Hah, what a joke! What kind of messed up relationship is this?
"This is your headmaster, Squall Leonhart, speaking. I have an important announcement to make, so please give me a minute of your time," boomed his voice on the loudspeakers throughout Balamb Garden.
When it comes to the intercom system, Squall always made good use of it. From announcing where we would be landing to weather reports, his tone commanded every resident's attention when he spoke.
"I have put this off for a very long time, and I apologize for not saying this sooner, but... Zell Dincht....."
Suddenly, I could feel everybody's eyes in the cafeteria drilling holes into my head. It isn't like Squall to pause so long during his messages over the intercom.
"... Come to my office."
"Aw shucks!" The mic seemed to be knocked away by none other than Selphie, who grabbed the mic so loudly that feedback roared throughout the sound system. A loud thump bounced off the reverberant walls when it sounded like someone else took the mic away from her.
"Sorry everybody, Squall doesn't know how to say it so I'll say it for him," said Rinoa's spirited voice over the loudspeakers once the noise died away, although struggling noises were still heard in the background.. "Squall, Balamb's headmaster," she cleared her throat audibly over the intercom, "Wants to tell everybody that he loves Zell Dincht! That's right, our headmaster is in love!"
And that's right about when I fainted.