http://coldhardfisting.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] coldhardfisting.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_9 2011-04-02 07:40 am (UTC)

Suddenly, attempting to beat the crap out of unopened pods didn't matter anymore. Nor did the dragon he just met, or the guy who tried to convince him to come up to the Obs Deck.

"Serah!"

For this one moment absolutely nothing else mattered as, like a bullet, Snow was over and kneeling on the ground and who gave a flying fuck that they were in a chamber full of pods, naked, covered in slime with hardly any idea where exactly they were and all of the reasons why they were there. All that mattered to him was that Serah was there with him. And though Snow had done a pretty good job of cleaning himself off after he woke up, he had no qualms at all with pulling her into a tight hug. She might have been disoriented and confused. But if she heard that same voice that he had, he wanted to make sure that despite any and all of those feelings, she felt something safe and familiar.

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