☆ “Oh! No, no, I’m… Fine.” Maybe it was too bold for her to so blatantly say those things. After all, Cloud was his own person. What he did on his own time was none of her business, right? His long lashes, the kiss of blush along his cheeks. Braids a fine sheen that matched his own hair. She shifted weight from one foot to the other, sway of cheongsam tickling her ankles. She wasn’t used to something so long, or her thighs being so openly exposes on the sides. Still. There was a purpose to it all, wasn’t there? 

“…It suits you better than me, dressing up.” Fist lay gentle along her lips, hiding small smile behind it. But in hearing the vacancy of his voice, she immediately ran forward towards the exit, not looking him in the eye. “Ah! Right, right… Barret won’t hear a word!”