[She meets his eyes, and the fire within the reds of hers burns brighter, and her lips come so close that they brush and tease one another again. Tifa hasn't forgotten the way he was patient with her. How he reassured her that he was willing to wait for as long as she needed to figure out her feelings. It was needed, but she also hasn't forgotten how he'd chased after her, either.
How he had sought her out. Taken her gaze and held it until she gave him answers. Kissed her until she remembered how much she needed him...
Their feelings had been so complicated then, but now she's never been more sure.]
Did you ever think that maybe I liked being chased?
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How he had sought her out. Taken her gaze and held it until she gave him answers. Kissed her until she remembered how much she needed him...
Their feelings had been so complicated then, but now she's never been more sure.]
Did you ever think that maybe I liked being chased?