[Oh it's cute when Cloud gets embarrassed by the simplest of actions -- it just makes Sephiroth want to do them more. There's a small, low chuckle as he's pushed away though he does not move much. He still holds the younger man captive against the bars -- he put himself into this situation, there's no one to blame but his own actions.]
Oh? Am I such a terrible distraction?
[He'll release his hold on the cart to sneak his arms across Cloud's chest to pull him back into an embrace. Which will probably doubly embarrass him, but that is kind of the point. Sephiroth is exactly that kind of person.]
[a distraction, yes. a terrible one? cloud would want to argue that point, and say that sephiroth chooses the worst of times to be a distraction, like a cat that needs love and affection when its owner is busy doing other things of import.]
[his chest squeezes tightly as he's pulled into an embrace—and he stops short, his cheeks warming up with embarrassment and a feeling of... endearment at the action.]
[which is why he just stands there, next to the shelves stocked with different canned fruit, staring hard at the brand names and pictures, trying to tell himself that he doesn't mind it, except he's fully aware that sephiroth is doing this on purpose, until cloud admits to something. it's even more embarrassing when people walk past them, glancing at them, and cloud hesitantly goes for one of the canned peaches, just to give himself something to do.]
[Of course he picks the worst possible times because he gains a reaction from Cloud which in turn makes the entire thing more entertaining. Though he also enjoys holding him this way ... It's just extra fun when he's trying to hard to ignore it.
Yes, Cloud. Ignore what he's doing and look at the stuff on the shelves. Pretend he's not even there or that this isn't a bother at all. At least Sephiroth won't do anything too drastic in public.]
Mm. Is that so wrong? To hold you in my thoughts?
[He leans in close letting the words come out as almost a low whisper directly into Cloud's ear. Also on purpose.]
[exasperated, a little, because he's definitely growing embarrassed. he's not upset, though, as he turns a quarter angle to face sephiroth and put a hand against his chest in an attempt to push him to back off a little.]
...I just can't function if you hold me like this when we're shopping.
[that's all there is to it. really.]
[with a sigh, cloud pulls away from the shopping cart and allows for sephiroth to take the reins. it's what he wants, right? adjusting the cap over his head for a moment, squeezing the bill between his hands so it's more of a narrow semi-circle, cloud leads the way again. the canned peaches dropped in the cart, a moment of "why did i buy this" for later.]
[but cloud's idea of leading the way this time is not being in front of the cart; rather, he stands by sephiroth's side, an arm looped around the other's, walking alongside him.]
We just need a few more things and we can get out of here. [he likes his shopping trips to be quick and to the point. and, since they're approaching the liquor section,] You want wine or something?
[Okay. Okay. He's had his fun for now. He'll save Cloud from further embarrassment -- well, for as long as they are in this store. After that? There's no telling. His antics have already earned them both a few looks from other customers.
Not that Sephiroth has noticed or rather it's more that he does not care. Let people watch him. Just as long as they don't actually bother him. The general population means very little to him and he already has what he wants.
Which is now currently walking beside him.]
Mmm. Sure. Might as well.
[Might as well get something out of being dragged along for a shopping trip. The pros of this trip: being around Cloud and possibly getting stuff. The cons: being around the general public. The pros just barely outweigh the cons enough for him to tolerate this all together.]
What are you going to do with the rest of your day?
[good thing that cloud is familiarized with what kind of liquor sephiroth prefers. it's surprisingly one of those few things that took very little time to figure out, although there is most definitely a specific brand and flavor the man likes; banora seems to be the preferred choice. and so cloud veers away just a little to get a bottle of the stuff, setting it down and doing some quick maths in his head over the purchased items.]
[looking about right, he urges sephiroth to lead the way to the cash register.]
Repair the bikes, most likely.
[not his bike, no; for now, cloud scores a few jobs in fixing bikes and other vehicles for the neighborhood crowd. right now he's got a few kids' bikes in their apartment needing the chains fixed and flat tires that need mending.]
[Well, it looks like shopping fun-time is over thankfully. Sephiroth will move the cart towards the register and considers how else he might be able to embarrass Cloud before they leave. It's just so easy. Cloud gets so very flustered, it's hard not to run with it.]
Do you enjoy doing that? Fixing things?
[And that is another thought, maybe he could help Cloud in this. Or he can stand there and give judging commentary the whole time. It'll be a toss up determined by how he feels at the time.]
[he says, a soft expression crossing his face. he's always liked working on the mechanics of things—the gears, the way machines work, how components put together can make something function.]
[the line is a little quick, thankfully, and cloud starts setting their items onto the conveyor belt, nodding hello to the person at the register, and setting his backpack down at the end of the line so he can start putting items in as they get scanned.]
[—don't go too far, sephiroth—]
Ah, yeah, I got cash.
[hand in his pocket, he pulls out a wad of gil notes that he counts before handing over, resuming packing, until the transaction is done and most items are inside the bag. the bottle of wine doesn't fit, but one of them can carry it.]
[he looks up at sephiroth as he pockets away the change.]
[Don't worry, Sephiroth may wander a bit, but he's not going to just leave Cloud at the register. He'd never hear the end of it if he did. And while it is occasionally tempting to do something just to mildly torment Cloud, he sort of already did that earlier ...
If he pushes too many buttons he'd just make him mad and that's not nearly as enjoyable.
At the question he turns away from staring at a few people in the distance much like a predator watches their prey and back to the object of his obsession affection.]
Ah, yes.
[And he'll just walk over and pick up both like it's nothing. Which it really isn't. He could probably carry Cloud too while he's at it if he really wanted to. But don't get any ideas there Cloud or he'll have to do something to embarrass you again.]
[a slight raise of his eyebrows and a shrug to showcase his general dismissiveness towards sephiroth's petulant, stubborn way of showing that he can do whatever he wants—and cloud adjusts the cap over his head so that his blond bangs aren't entirely a mess. he sets the pace towards the exit; leads the way towards the wutai place, where they can go pick something up to eat.]
[he throws right back, a momentary pang of worry over wondering if sephiroth... actually enjoys himself, on a daily basis? it's hard to tell. cloud's aware that he has dreams of grandeur; of conquering the world, of destroying things.]
[only barely contained by the fact that cloud would disapprove.]
Choose a movie to watch. [leading the way, still.] We can do that while we eat. I'll fix the bike later.
[Sephiroth is perfectly fine doing activities Cloud may find boring. He was in the lifestream so long, that daily life like this is really nothing.
With that said, he would enjoy fighting, but there isn't much opportunity there. And the only person who'd be any sort of challenge doesn't even remember the life where he could fight. So.]
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Oh? Am I such a terrible distraction?
[He'll release his hold on the cart to sneak his arms across Cloud's chest to pull him back into an embrace. Which will probably doubly embarrass him, but that is kind of the point. Sephiroth is exactly that kind of person.]
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[his chest squeezes tightly as he's pulled into an embrace—and he stops short, his cheeks warming up with embarrassment and a feeling of... endearment at the action.]
[which is why he just stands there, next to the shelves stocked with different canned fruit, staring hard at the brand names and pictures, trying to tell himself that he doesn't mind it, except he's fully aware that sephiroth is doing this on purpose, until cloud admits to something. it's even more embarrassing when people walk past them, glancing at them, and cloud hesitantly goes for one of the canned peaches, just to give himself something to do.]
You're the one that can't stop thinking about me.
[a point was made.]
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Yes, Cloud. Ignore what he's doing and look at the stuff on the shelves. Pretend he's not even there or that this isn't a bother at all. At least Sephiroth won't do anything too drastic in public.]
Mm. Is that so wrong? To hold you in my thoughts?
[He leans in close letting the words come out as almost a low whisper directly into Cloud's ear. Also on purpose.]
Would you rather I direct my mind elsewhere?
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[exasperated, a little, because he's definitely growing embarrassed. he's not upset, though, as he turns a quarter angle to face sephiroth and put a hand against his chest in an attempt to push him to back off a little.]
...I just can't function if you hold me like this when we're shopping.
[that's all there is to it. really.]
[with a sigh, cloud pulls away from the shopping cart and allows for sephiroth to take the reins. it's what he wants, right? adjusting the cap over his head for a moment, squeezing the bill between his hands so it's more of a narrow semi-circle, cloud leads the way again. the canned peaches dropped in the cart, a moment of "why did i buy this" for later.]
[but cloud's idea of leading the way this time is not being in front of the cart; rather, he stands by sephiroth's side, an arm looped around the other's, walking alongside him.]
We just need a few more things and we can get out of here. [he likes his shopping trips to be quick and to the point. and, since they're approaching the liquor section,] You want wine or something?
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Not that Sephiroth has noticed or rather it's more that he does not care. Let people watch him. Just as long as they don't actually bother him. The general population means very little to him and he already has what he wants.
Which is now currently walking beside him.]
Mmm. Sure. Might as well.
[Might as well get something out of being dragged along for a shopping trip. The pros of this trip: being around Cloud and possibly getting stuff. The cons: being around the general public. The pros just barely outweigh the cons enough for him to tolerate this all together.]
What are you going to do with the rest of your day?
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[looking about right, he urges sephiroth to lead the way to the cash register.]
Repair the bikes, most likely.
[not his bike, no; for now, cloud scores a few jobs in fixing bikes and other vehicles for the neighborhood crowd. right now he's got a few kids' bikes in their apartment needing the chains fixed and flat tires that need mending.]
Wanna get them done before sundown.
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Do you enjoy doing that? Fixing things?
[And that is another thought, maybe he could help Cloud in this. Or he can stand there and give judging commentary the whole time. It'll be a toss up determined by how he feels at the time.]
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[he says, a soft expression crossing his face. he's always liked working on the mechanics of things—the gears, the way machines work, how components put together can make something function.]
[the line is a little quick, thankfully, and cloud starts setting their items onto the conveyor belt, nodding hello to the person at the register, and setting his backpack down at the end of the line so he can start putting items in as they get scanned.]
[—don't go too far, sephiroth—]
Ah, yeah, I got cash.
[hand in his pocket, he pulls out a wad of gil notes that he counts before handing over, resuming packing, until the transaction is done and most items are inside the bag. the bottle of wine doesn't fit, but one of them can carry it.]
[he looks up at sephiroth as he pockets away the change.]
Which one do you wanna carry?
[dude]
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If he pushes too many buttons he'd just make him mad and that's not nearly as enjoyable.
At the question he turns away from staring at a few people in the distance much like a predator watches their prey and back to the object of his
obsessionaffection.]Ah, yes.
[And he'll just walk over and pick up both like it's nothing. Which it really isn't. He could probably carry Cloud too while he's at it if he really wanted to. But don't get any ideas there Cloud or he'll have to do something to embarrass you again.]
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[a slight raise of his eyebrows and a shrug to showcase his general dismissiveness towards sephiroth's petulant, stubborn way of showing that he can do whatever he wants—and cloud adjusts the cap over his head so that his blond bangs aren't entirely a mess. he sets the pace towards the exit; leads the way towards the wutai place, where they can go pick something up to eat.]
[he'll carry those bags.]
What will you do? While I fix the bike.
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But sure Cloud can carry the food. He'll allow that at least.]
Watch you fix the bike.
[Probably. He has no real hobbies and only does different activities because Cloud makes him. ... Otherwise he'd just do something boring like read.]
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[he throws right back, a momentary pang of worry over wondering if sephiroth... actually enjoys himself, on a daily basis? it's hard to tell. cloud's aware that he has dreams of grandeur; of conquering the world, of destroying things.]
[only barely contained by the fact that cloud would disapprove.]
Choose a movie to watch. [leading the way, still.] We can do that while we eat. I'll fix the bike later.
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With that said, he would enjoy fighting, but there isn't much opportunity there. And the only person who'd be any sort of challenge doesn't even remember the life where he could fight. So.]
I thought you were in a hurry to complete it?
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[he turns his head towards sephiroth, elbows him for good measure.]
Have some faith. It's just a kid's bike.
[out into the street they go.]
Besides, I get to spend time with you, so it isn't a bad deal.
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[He's okay being just being in the same room. Why are relationship things so complicated? ... Maybe he should read up on the topic.
... or look into people's memories.]
But I will not say no to other activities.