[ Cloud wriggles a little when Zack invades his personal space and wraps an arm around him, but it's mostly for show. He doesn't mind it even half as much as he pretends to. He snorts at Zack's stupidity and tries to smack him again, even as a smile tugs at his lips. ]
You're an idiot.
[ There's undeniable fondness in his voice even as he insults his best friend. ]
I wouldn't miss you at all.
[ A blatant lie of course, and he doesn't even bother trying to pretend like he means it. Instead he smirks a little and downs the rest of his drink in one go. ]
Yeah, yeah.. [ There's something smug in Zack's features as he takes another mouthful from his bottle before he sets it down. Relaxes backwards into the couch again, pulling Cloud back along with him.
His expression only then schools into something a little more serious. ]
So, how many drinks will it be until you wanna talk about it?
[ Okay so maybe he'd hoped that Zack would have forgotten about that... He stiffens a little before reaching for the bottle and filling up his glass again. ]
[ Zack nudges Cloud again just a little. Only afterward grabs his own glass that he had deposited down with the bottle prior. He finally pours some of his drink into it, watching it foam before finally pulling his arm back around from Cloud and reaching into the bag next. He holds up a mixed syrup and waves it Cloud's way. ]
[ More for him, he figures. Ends up uncapping and dumping a good bit of it into his glass to fill out the rest. Then sets that bottle down and attempts to mix it with shake of his hand along to try and swirl it before he gives up and goes for a spoon. Stirring away, he looks over his shoulder. ]
[ Cloud gives him an appalled look as he watches him dump the syrup into the drink. ]
What a waste of good booze.
[ He shakes his head in disappointed disapproval as he sips on his own drink. He's starting to feel a slight buzz, but he's still far from being drunk. ]
[ Zack mocks scoffs in answer, but that's about the most rise Cloud gets out of him at the moment. Not when they have more important things to discuss as he's tapping his chin shortly after in thought. ]
Hm... I dunno. Something funny? Unless you're jonesing for something with a lotta action.
[ Zack takes that remote and takes the wheel easily for that matter. If Cloud's really ready to tempt fate with him like this, well. He made his bed.
A few flipped channels later and he finds something slapstick and campy to watch. Maybe it'll help the mood for his friend. Maybe not. He's not sure, but what he is sure of is how often they must use their tag line in the movie.
Downing the last of his drink, he proposes with the glass held high. ] Why don't we make a game of this? Whenever they say 'Chocobo got your tongue?', you gotta drink.
[ Cloud gives him a "really?"-look, but doesn't protest. Instead he just snorts and shrugs his shoulders as he downs what's left in his glass. He reaches for the bottle and re-fills it. ]
[ Zack gives that big ol' dumb grin in answer. That's really all it takes for him to fall into the habit. A challenge is a challenge, after all, and he's not about to lose! Even if it's all in good fun.
So, he falls into the rhythm, gulping one drink after the next. He apparently hadn't really accounted for just how much they said that stupid catch phrase. But the answer is clearly a lot. Enough that he's certainly starting to laugh a lot louder at the slap stick jokes. Starting to slump just a little bit against Cloud as he drawls: ] You still with me, Spike?
[ But fuck, is he getting dizzy and very much affected by this. They really do say that stupid catchphrase a lot. He's long since lost count of how many drinks he's downed, he just knows it's a lot. ]
This show's stupid.
[ He's definitely slurring his words at this point. When he feels Zack slump against him, he does what feels natural and leans right back against him, his head almost on Zack's shoulder. ]
[ Zack muses, his arm coming up around Cloud now when he feels him lean into him. He ends up with his hand in his hair, mussing it lightly as he murmurs near his ear. ]
But you still agreed to watch it with me. Does that mean your taste's as bad as mine?
[ Oh, the arm around him and the hand in his hair... that's nice. Cloud lets himself relax into Zack, very much enjoying this moment. Probably more than he should, but being drunk, he doesn't care. A shiver goes down his spine when Zack murmurs into his ear. ]
I just gave you control over the remote, s'all. 'm not stupid like you.
[ Childish insults, but they're said with a great deal of fondness. Best friend privileges means he has the right to insult Zack. ]
[ That 'stupid' earns a soft pinch on Cloud's arm. It's hardly there, but it's still a thing as Zack grunts. ]
Oh yeah? And who's the one who decided to watch it with me anyway, mm..?
[ His own offense is lacking, but that doesn't mean he's not going to get back at him just a little bit. Even... as he goes back to stroking his hair. Listen, it's soft and nice, so why not? ]
I agreed to watch something. Didn't know it was gonna be this stupid.
[ He sticks his tongue out at Zack in the most childish gesture so far, though he's soon distracted by the hand stroking his hair. It's... so nice. He sighs in contentment and ends up practically nuzzling his face into Zack's chest in response. ]
[ Zack can't help but snort at the way he goes and friggin' sticks out his tongue like that. ]
You wanted me over in the first place and lemme pick. That's on- you..
[ Of all things, he wasn't really expecting Cloud to get in his space. Not that he's complaining as his hand finally comes to rest at the small of his back, rubbing circles. ] Didn't know you were such a cuddler. Did you miss me that much?
[ The tease comes out so casually. They just saw each other the other day, after all. ]
[ Cloud isn't much of a cuddler... usually. And that may, honestly, be because he's been too awkward and afraid to get this close to another person.
Now, though? He's drunk and in close proximity with the one person he wants to be this close to. He can just blame it all on the booze tomorrow, but as long as Zack isn't complaining... ]
Mm... no, you stupid idiot. You're warm. 's nice.
[ Of course, he manages to both insult and compliment Zack in the same sentence. Why do you put up with him again, Zack? ]
[ Zack tries for a poke to Cloud's ribs for the 'stupid idiot' comment at this point. Doesn't stop him from returning to that rubbing from before though with a bubbly chuckle.
Leans in on him now, nose practically buried in his hair as he whispers: ] You sure it's just that?
[ Maybe it's the alcohol making him way more casual about this. Maybe he ought to let it go. Maybe he's been reading things wrong the whole time. Maybe, maybe, maybe...
But a stupid curiosity catches hold of him in that moment. At least enough to nudge with buzzed curiosity. ] I dunno. You tell me.
[ Cloud can feel his stupid heart beating faster. Something about Zack's insistence... He peeks up at him, teeth catching his bottom lip. He's probably reading too much into this... right? ]
[ Which means he should. Totally poke him like a kid again. Because this is where his brain is when swept away by alcohol apparently. He's being dumb. He should probably just let this go. ]
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You're an idiot.
[ There's undeniable fondness in his voice even as he insults his best friend. ]
I wouldn't miss you at all.
[ A blatant lie of course, and he doesn't even bother trying to pretend like he means it. Instead he smirks a little and downs the rest of his drink in one go. ]
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His expression only then schools into something a little more serious. ]
So, how many drinks will it be until you wanna talk about it?
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More than this, definitely.
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[ Zack nudges Cloud again just a little. Only afterward grabs his own glass that he had deposited down with the bottle prior. He finally pours some of his drink into it, watching it foam before finally pulling his arm back around from Cloud and reaching into the bag next. He holds up a mixed syrup and waves it Cloud's way. ]
You want some?
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No thanks. That shit just makes it taste like ass.
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[ More for him, he figures. Ends up uncapping and dumping a good bit of it into his glass to fill out the rest. Then sets that bottle down and attempts to mix it with shake of his hand along to try and swirl it before he gives up and goes for a spoon. Stirring away, he looks over his shoulder. ]
You wanna watch something then?
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What a waste of good booze.
[ He shakes his head in disappointed disapproval as he sips on his own drink. He's starting to feel a slight buzz, but he's still far from being drunk. ]
Like what?
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Hm... I dunno. Something funny? Unless you're jonesing for something with a lotta action.
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I can watch whatever.
[ He reaches out for the TV remote and hands it to Zack. He's more interested in drinking than anything else, so he'll let Zack choose. ]
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A few flipped channels later and he finds something slapstick and campy to watch. Maybe it'll help the mood for his friend. Maybe not. He's not sure, but what he is sure of is how often they must use their tag line in the movie.
Downing the last of his drink, he proposes with the glass held high. ] Why don't we make a game of this? Whenever they say 'Chocobo got your tongue?', you gotta drink.
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Alright. You're on.
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So, he falls into the rhythm, gulping one drink after the next. He apparently hadn't really accounted for just how much they said that stupid catch phrase. But the answer is clearly a lot. Enough that he's certainly starting to laugh a lot louder at the slap stick jokes. Starting to slump just a little bit against Cloud as he drawls: ] You still with me, Spike?
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[ But fuck, is he getting dizzy and very much affected by this. They really do say that stupid catchphrase a lot. He's long since lost count of how many drinks he's downed, he just knows it's a lot. ]
This show's stupid.
[ He's definitely slurring his words at this point. When he feels Zack slump against him, he does what feels natural and leans right back against him, his head almost on Zack's shoulder. ]
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[ Zack muses, his arm coming up around Cloud now when he feels him lean into him. He ends up with his hand in his hair, mussing it lightly as he murmurs near his ear. ]
But you still agreed to watch it with me. Does that mean your taste's as bad as mine?
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I just gave you control over the remote, s'all. 'm not stupid like you.
[ Childish insults, but they're said with a great deal of fondness. Best friend privileges means he has the right to insult Zack. ]
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Oh yeah? And who's the one who decided to watch it with me anyway, mm..?
[ His own offense is lacking, but that doesn't mean he's not going to get back at him just a little bit. Even... as he goes back to stroking his hair. Listen, it's soft and nice, so why not? ]
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[ He sticks his tongue out at Zack in the most childish gesture so far, though he's soon distracted by the hand stroking his hair. It's... so nice. He sighs in contentment and ends up practically nuzzling his face into Zack's chest in response. ]
and died a bit from work but still here o7!!
You wanted me over in the first place and lemme pick. That's on- you..
[ Of all things, he wasn't really expecting Cloud to get in his space. Not that he's complaining as his hand finally comes to rest at the small of his back, rubbing circles. ] Didn't know you were such a cuddler. Did you miss me that much?
[ The tease comes out so casually. They just saw each other the other day, after all. ]
no worries!! i will backtag forever haha
Now, though? He's drunk and in close proximity with the one person he wants to be this close to. He can just blame it all on the booze tomorrow, but as long as Zack isn't complaining... ]
Mm... no, you stupid idiot. You're warm. 's nice.
[ Of course, he manages to both insult and compliment Zack in the same sentence. Why do you put up with him again, Zack? ]
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Leans in on him now, nose practically buried in his hair as he whispers: ] You sure it's just that?
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What else would it be?
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But a stupid curiosity catches hold of him in that moment. At least enough to nudge with buzzed curiosity. ] I dunno. You tell me.
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You're the one asking.
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[ Which means he should. Totally poke him like a kid again. Because this is where his brain is when swept away by alcohol apparently. He's being dumb. He should probably just let this go. ]
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You started it by asking!
[ He shifts a little, ending up nuzzling his face into the crook of Zack's neck. ]
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and back after being sick a week or so whoo.
oof i'm glad you're feeling better!