[By the time the two of them collapse on one another for the last time, the vines have crept up so high that they've formed almost a full cage around them, surrounding them with the same wildflowers that they've seen before, though rather than bright and vibrant petals, their colours are dark and deep reds and blues and purples. A steam had filled the room, almost like the moments following a heavy rainfall in the deepest parts of the rainforests, the dew sticking to their sweat and skin, and it's both stifling and riveting at the same time.
And somehow, a shadow had settled as well, turning the room dark and smothering the afternoon sun as it tries to wash over them.
Her entire body molds to his as they catch their breaths, their hearts beating in tandem with one another as if they make up two halves of the same whole. And they remain that way for a long time, holding one another as the electricity buzzing in the room settles into a dull heat, helping to relax them as they lie in each other's arms, and as Tifa silently praises him with peppered kisses and light touches along his arms.
And after any stretch of time—she stopped counting forever ago—she finally lifts her head from his chest and lays a tender kiss to his lips, her content, sleepy smile spreading wider as she looks at him.]
Hey... [Like every other time, it's always the first thing she asks, but with how intense this was, there's a little more weight to her question this time.] How are you?
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And somehow, a shadow had settled as well, turning the room dark and smothering the afternoon sun as it tries to wash over them.
Her entire body molds to his as they catch their breaths, their hearts beating in tandem with one another as if they make up two halves of the same whole. And they remain that way for a long time, holding one another as the electricity buzzing in the room settles into a dull heat, helping to relax them as they lie in each other's arms, and as Tifa silently praises him with peppered kisses and light touches along his arms.
And after any stretch of time—she stopped counting forever ago—she finally lifts her head from his chest and lays a tender kiss to his lips, her content, sleepy smile spreading wider as she looks at him.]
Hey... [Like every other time, it's always the first thing she asks, but with how intense this was, there's a little more weight to her question this time.] How are you?