Clack Week Day 6: Diary
Cloud loved the quiet moments like these. He loved the other times too, of course; the satisfaction that came after a good hard training session, laughter and goofing around with his friends, laughter and goofing around and kisses with Zack. He loved getting the chance to explore more of the world than he ever could have imagined in Nibelheim, whether it was in the depths of the whole different world beneath the Plate or missions to obscure, far-flung cities.
But he loved a quiet night in as well. Especially a quiet night in with his boyfriend.
They’d thrown a meal together earlier, eating on the sofa while ignoring a random show on the TV in favour of telling each other the little details about their days. Zack had hugged Cloud from behind while he tried to wash up, and Cloud flicked him with water in retaliation. They had showered together – there had been kisses, a few teasing touches and heatedly murmured compliments about Cloud’s ass, but also a silent mutual agreement that the day had been too long to start fooling around. Just being close to each other was enough.
The whole thing was disgusting domestic. Cloud may technically not have moved in with Zack (yet), but he might as well have given the amount of stuff he had there. Towels, toothbrushes, pyjamas, plenty of spare clothes. Books, files, games, a bunch of random knick-knacks. He had a designated side of the bed, which he gladly burrowed into.
They ended up curled together in the bed. Zack had his laptop out, resting it on his outstretched legs while a tiny crew of pixelated characters ran around collecting and building things in the middle of an asteroid. Cloud had a notebook out, and leaned against side while he wrote in it.
“Whatcha doin’?” Zack asked. He slung his arm over Cloud’s shoulder, nuzzling into Cloud’s hair as he leaned over. “Ooooh. Is that a diary?”
Cloud snorted. “I mean, I guess I’m using a diary. I’m just entering my weights and reps from today’s training though. It’s not very exciting.”
“Are you suuuure? What about if you go back to the hidden pages.”
“More weights. Sometimes calories when I’ve been trying to put on muscle, some missions worth noting. That’s it.”
Zack pouted. “Aww. You’re not writing about how amazing and hot your awesome boyfriend is?”
Cloud hid his smile. “I’ll be writing about what an attention-seeking narcissist he is if you’re not careful,” he teased.
“Cloud!” Zack said in mock offence. His eyes narrowed and he reached down to tickle Cloud. Cloud screeched and hit him with a pillow. The battle was short-lived, ending with soft kisses and laughter instead.
“Gimme that,” Zack said, taking the diary and pen from Cloud. He placed the end of the pen to his lips as he considered what to write.
“Zack,” Cloud complained, though he still sounded far too amused for it to count as a proper protest. “I do actually use that to track my progress and shit, don’t do anything weird with it.”
Zack shushed him. “Alright, here’s what I think should be in here. ‘Dear diary’,” he said, writing as he narrated himself. “’Today I had training and stuff, whatever. But in the evening I went to see my incredible boyfriend, the fantastic Zack Fair. He is so hot. I couldn’t take my eyes off his ass while we cooked dinner—’”
“I totally caught you staring.” Zack winked at Cloud before continuing, “’and then we showered together and I was utterly enrapt with the way the water ran down those deliciously toned abs to his thick, tasty di—’”
“Zack!” Cloud was starting to sound a little flustered now. “Even if I did write a diary, it would not sound like a terrible erotica novel! Give me that back.”
Zack laughed and handed the book over. “Aww, I thought it would’ve been at least a passably tasteful erotica novel.”
Zack kissed Cloud’s forehead and returned to his game, a secretive grin on his face.
Cloud rolled his eyes and flicked back to the page where Zack had been writing. He needed to see if he could salvage his diary page for that day. There was Zack’s scribbles all over the page, but… oh. He hadn’t been writing what he’d been saying. Which was a relief, to start with, but what he had written…
It was a list, titled ‘Reasons Why Cloud Strife Is Awesome’, accompanied by a series of smiley faces. He skimmed the entries; ‘determined & courageous’, ‘fiercely loyal’, ‘sassy little shit’. ‘Regularly lifting nearly twice his bodyweight?!’ was accompanied by an arrow to where Cloud had previously been filling in his training for the day. Cloud snorted at that.
He skimmed over the rest of the list to the very bottom.
‘I love you, Cloud,’ it said.
Zack was watching him read, a small smile on his face. “How’s that for your diary entry, huh?”
Cloud just shook his head. “I love you too, you absolute dork.”
Zack was still grinning when Cloud leaned in and kissed him.