Text From Last Night: Final Fantasy Seven Drabble
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
98
Views:
1,252
Reviews:
70
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
Don’t own anything with Final Fantasy 7 Universe or from the TFLN website, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Three Weeks
Final Fantasy Seven: TFLN Cues
(Texts from Last Night)
Rating: T
BETA: Ziggy Pasta
Cue: YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND ALREADY!?!
Warning: Angst….Tears….Sadness…
Disclaimer: Don’t own, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Characters: Rufus and Tseng
POV: Tseng
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THREE WEEKS
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He held onto the sobbing ten year old boy who was clinging desperately to him.
“It’s alright. Let it out,” Tseng said, a little uncomfortable at the role of giving comfort. It was not something that he was familiar with.
Rufus still sobbed and pressed his face against his belly. It sounded as if he was saying something but he couldn’t make it out between his painful-sounding sobs.
He pulled Rufus away from his belly and dropped to one knee in front of him so he could look into the boy's smoky eyes.
“Take a deep breath,” Tseng said and demonstrated it. He was glad to see the boy follow his example. Tseng ran his hands over the tear stained cheeks.
“Better?”
Rufus nodded slightly.
“Now. Can you tell me what’s wrong?”
Rufus sniffed and lowered his eyes to the ground. He took a couple of deep breaths before his voice squeaked. “She only been dead for three weeks.”
Tseng's eyes grew wide. He was well aware of the trauma of losing his mother in a violent death only three short weeks ago. The boy had handled it better than most adults could. He couldn’t help but feel proud of the boy. He was aware that Rufus cried himself to sleep at night, as he was often the one to return him home at the end of the day. He was also aware why the boy took to wearing white, just like his mother had always worn in a way to defy his father, who demanded dark suits and clothing for public appearances.
“Yes, it has been three weeks. Are you holding up all right?” He brushed more tears that leaked onto the boy’s cheeks.
~maybe the loss is finally hitting him?~
Rufus sniffed, rubbing his nose across his white sleeve. “He wants me to call her mom!” His voice cracked and broke at the last words, and the tears cascaded out of a child’s eyes that had seen too much.
He took the boy into his arms, for that was all he could do to comfort him. Telling him that his father would most likely lose interest in this new woman in a couple of months and have to go through the same thing all over again would not comfort him at all.
All he could do was hold him.
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++I just spread your mom's ashes with my new girlfriend. I wouldve waited for you to fly home but she was uncomfortable in the house with her remains there. I'll mail you the urn since u handpainted it.
++YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND ALREADY!?! WTF WE JUST HAD HER FUNERAL 3 WEEKS AGO!!!!!!!!!!!!
…the whole inspirational text…. Pretty sad huh. Sorry if I bummed you out. Had an angst moment.
Review/Comments are inspirational, just remember that
Note: Inspirational text from the website, TLFN, Texts from Last Night
(Texts from Last Night)
Rating: T
BETA: Ziggy Pasta
Cue: YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND ALREADY!?!
Warning: Angst….Tears….Sadness…
Disclaimer: Don’t own, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.
Characters: Rufus and Tseng
POV: Tseng
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THREE WEEKS
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He held onto the sobbing ten year old boy who was clinging desperately to him.
“It’s alright. Let it out,” Tseng said, a little uncomfortable at the role of giving comfort. It was not something that he was familiar with.
Rufus still sobbed and pressed his face against his belly. It sounded as if he was saying something but he couldn’t make it out between his painful-sounding sobs.
He pulled Rufus away from his belly and dropped to one knee in front of him so he could look into the boy's smoky eyes.
“Take a deep breath,” Tseng said and demonstrated it. He was glad to see the boy follow his example. Tseng ran his hands over the tear stained cheeks.
“Better?”
Rufus nodded slightly.
“Now. Can you tell me what’s wrong?”
Rufus sniffed and lowered his eyes to the ground. He took a couple of deep breaths before his voice squeaked. “She only been dead for three weeks.”
Tseng's eyes grew wide. He was well aware of the trauma of losing his mother in a violent death only three short weeks ago. The boy had handled it better than most adults could. He couldn’t help but feel proud of the boy. He was aware that Rufus cried himself to sleep at night, as he was often the one to return him home at the end of the day. He was also aware why the boy took to wearing white, just like his mother had always worn in a way to defy his father, who demanded dark suits and clothing for public appearances.
“Yes, it has been three weeks. Are you holding up all right?” He brushed more tears that leaked onto the boy’s cheeks.
~maybe the loss is finally hitting him?~
Rufus sniffed, rubbing his nose across his white sleeve. “He wants me to call her mom!” His voice cracked and broke at the last words, and the tears cascaded out of a child’s eyes that had seen too much.
He took the boy into his arms, for that was all he could do to comfort him. Telling him that his father would most likely lose interest in this new woman in a couple of months and have to go through the same thing all over again would not comfort him at all.
All he could do was hold him.
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++I just spread your mom's ashes with my new girlfriend. I wouldve waited for you to fly home but she was uncomfortable in the house with her remains there. I'll mail you the urn since u handpainted it.
++YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND ALREADY!?! WTF WE JUST HAD HER FUNERAL 3 WEEKS AGO!!!!!!!!!!!!
…the whole inspirational text…. Pretty sad huh. Sorry if I bummed you out. Had an angst moment.
Review/Comments are inspirational, just remember that
Note: Inspirational text from the website, TLFN, Texts from Last Night