tampered | Log; Completed

When; Late afternoon.
Rating; G, for now.
Characters; Zack [

yourarmor] & Cloud [

conflictive]
Summary; After Cloud states the need to find a place to stay, Zack insists the blond stay with him.
Log;

It took a moment for Zack to stop grinning like an idiot before he was able to get up off of his chair, stretching once while side-glancing over at the baby chicken that sat in a wrapped-up towel on his desk. The raven-haired man scratched his head, squatting down to look at it before smiling, “I'll be back in a while, 'kay? Just don't go roaming off or anythin'.” He spoke to the chick like it would respond back, but the animal just tilted its puffy head to the side and chirped a few times.

Good enough of an answer for Zack.

Standing up straight while reaching over to nab a coat he took one look around his place again (relatively clean, thanks to Aerith's nagging over the years) before stepping outside, shutting the door behind him firmly.

It didn't take him too long before he was at the Carousel; that large, stupid grin and all. Zack's eyebrows rose once he noticed the other wasn't there yet, so he simply waltzed on over to one of the benches and took a seat, violet eyes glancing about in search of the blond.

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A sheepish grin plastered over Zack's face, eyes directing their attention on the can in Cloud's hand. “Well,” he began, slowly making his way across the room and towards the couch, standing in front of the blond as fingers gingerly pulled the empty can from the other's hand, “she'd tell me that you'd make a good housewife with that tone of voice.”

There was but a moment where he raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly while tapping Cloud once on top of the head with the beer can. “And I'd have to agree with her if you start cleaning up my messes like last time.” The sound of amusement was apparent, making it clear he was only half-joking. But when it came down to it, he missed watching Cloud be a little more than nit-picky when it came to certain things being in order; even if Cloud didn't notice it, Zack sure did, and it was amusing but, nonetheless, appreciated.

“But right now? We need to get you situated.” Zack really didn't know what that meant, but the long pause between them that lasted maybe only a few seconds was enough for him to want to fill in said silence.

"Yeah," Cloud agreed, grateful for the change in subject. It was true; Cloud had been and still was more fastidious about certain aspects of life than might probably have been expected of him. It was the cause of embarassment, occasionally, but it was simply against Cloud's nature to be completely disorganized, and when confronted with extreme cases such as Zack's, it was difficult for him not to subconsciously make little adjustments wherever he felt it was necessary.

Such as now. Zack's room called for a serious overhaul, and if Aerith alone wasn't sufficient for pressuring Zack into making an effort about it (though one was not to speak lightly of Aerith), the least Cloud could do was assume the endeavor himself. The more he saw of Zack's house, in fact, the more he began seriously considering it. Because the state the bedroom had been in couldn't possibly have been healthy, and while Zack might be comfortable with such living conditions, Cloud wasn't comfortable seeing him being subject to them.

He'd think more about it later. The day was approaching its end, and that couch looked a lot more promising than the concrete he'd had up until now. Once all the beer cans around it were cleared off, anyway. He could probably do with a change in clothing, among other things, but more than anything, Cloud was tired.

Zack crushed the unwanted can easily while squatting down to clean the rest up, standing shortly after before nudging the back of Cloud's knees towards the couch as he noted that the other looked like death on a stick. And however that worked, Zack didn't know, but it seemed like an appropriate phrase to state, anyways. “You look tired, kiddo,” the term of endearment would never change, sadly, “get comfortable while I toss this junk out and get you a pillow and a blanket.”

He made a sharp turn towards the kitchen, dumping the trash – while picking up other things on the ground in the process – in the waste bin before circling around to go towards his room. After opening the door, Zack crinkled his nose up slightly when he got a good look at it; somehow, with Cloud there, it looked a lot messier than it should have. He was so used to it being that way when he was alone, but now he was going to house someone else. Yeah, there was a definite change that was going to happen sometime very soon. Possibly that night, actually.

Zack tried to ignore it for now as he reached towards the open closet, pulling out an extra comforter and a random pillow on the ground, though checked both items to make sure they were clean. Pleased with the result ending rather positively, Zack shut the door then made his way back to the living room, presenting the other with the pillow and comforter as if they were the most precious things in the world.

And honestly, they probably were, especially since the blond hasn't slept on something soft in a while.

Cloud received both items gratefully, caught between wanting to lose consciousness and feeling guilty about making Zack fix up the place for him, because he wasn't sure if he was worth the effort.

"Thanks, Zack."

With that, Cloud proceeded to pass out.

[ ooc; Sorry for shortness! D: Calc slays meee ]

Zack was just about to say something as he turned around, pausing in mid-reach towards the pile of clothing on one of the chairs and slowly smiled when he noticed Cloud was out like a light. Poor kid was probably exhausted, and here Zack was just yammering away like usual, completely forgetting that the blond probably needed extra sleep from all the running around he did. At first Zack thought he had a place to stay, but he really didn't know how long he had actually been in the crazy world they currently were in, so he hesitated a little bit in asking if he needed somewhere to live.

At least he wasn't on the streets anymore. Made Zack less worried.

Shifting the clothing to one arm he made his way back towards the couch, pulling the comforter over Cloud a little more before shutting the blinds. He made his way down the hall and towards his room, frowning at the mess as he knew he should get started on it, even if he wanted to curl up in said mess and just sleep. But really, Zack didn't want Cloud to start picking things up just yet. They'd both have to adjust to seeing each other constantly again when in Zack's place after all, and the last thing he wanted to do was watch Cloud work.

Besides, he's done enough already. It was time to show him that having a long break could be good for him.

Zack shook his head a little and stretched, as if he was preparing for a marathon. And honestly? It was exactly like that, only it'd be a cleaning marathon. Wasn't something he usually did, but there was always a first time for everything.

The rest of the night he cleaned and cleaned and cleaned until it looked relatively nice. No more clothes on the floor, at least, as they were piled in a semi-neat fashion in one corner of his room. His bed was made, clean clothes tucked into his closet as well as his dresser drawer; even the trash was taken out. There was a mission to actually wash the dirty clothes, but that could wait until later, because a beer and the floor in front of the couch called his name right then and there as he was quite insistent that it was rude of him to crawl in bed when the other was on the couch.

But he'd talk about that later, because Zack promptly fell asleep sitting up, head resting on one of the cushions on the couch as he dozed for the rest of the night.

[ooc: And sorry for the, like, novels I'm writing here. xD Hope everything goes/went well with your Calc, though!]

[ Why, I think we're done! whoafirstlogI'veeverfinished. D:

... Let's do it again. 8D; ]

[Yep! Sorry, I totally forgot to change the "Incomplete" to "Complete". ._.

Yes, let's! Can't think of much to do, but if you can come up with anything that'd be dandy. ♥ And congrats on finishing your first log! *_* I feel honored to have been able to finish it with you~]

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