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Balthier/Vaan - Late Night Calls

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Feb. 16th, 2007 | 03:13 pm
posted by: oceanicblue in ff_13themes

[Author]: Jewelles
[Title]: Late Night Calls
[Fandom]:
Final Fantasy XII
[Pairing/Character]:
Balthier/Vaan
[Theme]:
#11 Saint.
[Rating]:
PG
[Summary/Warnings]:
He only wants one thing. | Angst, Mild Fluff






"You're still alive?"

Clamping tight on chattering teeth and uncrossing his arms to lure foreboding thoughts away, Vaan swiveled on his heels, frowning at Balthier.

"The weather will surely work hard in keeping that glower in place might you keep it so."

"So let it," Vaan responded rather harshly and unecessarily, turning back in place, keeping his sights on the white plains of Mt. Bur Omisace for any beast activity. He swallowed back a groan when he heard footsteps crunching on the hardened snow, headed for his position.

The group had hesitantly appointed Vaan as their night's watch. Balthier had been quick to object, but he was immediately shot down by Ashe, who had stated that Vaan needed to pull his weight on his journey. The young blond wasn't sure what she had meant, but her nasty tone didn't register too well with him.

And here came Balthier, the one person he did not want to see, talking to him when he could care less of whatver the sky pirate had to say.

'Why does he always act like I care about anything he brings up? Can't he see I'm too busy freezing to death and cursing his name to pay attention?'


"You'll turn into an icicle before the night is over."

Balthier was standing so close behind him now, his warm breath caressing the back of Vaan's neck.

"What do you care?" Vaan shot at the pirate. He was holding his own, making sure his body would not betray him; he didn't need that right now...

A hand landed on his naked shoulder, squeezing him slightly, spreading a comfortable warmth across his skin that made Vaan want to lean back, for only a moment, and soak more of it. He closed his eyes when Balthier closed the space between them, keeping his other arm on his side.

He was giving Vaan the choice: to run or to stay. It didn't matter to him anymore. He was taking his chances. So many failed attempts in the past can only weaken his heat so much. If the boy refused him now, well, that was that.

"You're an idiot Balthier."

Said brunet smiled lightly, allowing Vaan to pull his free arm around his smaller body, chilled all over from the arctic weather. He leaned down, burying his face in the blond's shoulder, truly happy for the first time in a long time.

"I know."

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