[Fanfic] To Learn Something New (ch 2)

Title: To Learn Something New

Author: Vianna Orchidia / Annasthacy Chashyme
Fandom: Final Fantasy XIII Series
Character: Lightning Farron, Hope Estheim
Rating: K+
Genre: General
Disclaimer: I do not own the series and the characters, and I do not gain any profit from this fanfiction

Warning: set post-LR.

yell /yell/ v to say (something) very loudly especially because you are angry, surprised, or are trying to get someone's attention

It was a slow day, with both of Hope and Lightning taking the day off and not so eager to go out due to the low temperature. It was surprising, actually, that it was not snowing yet with the temperature, but both of them figured it would soon, so they preferred cuddling in the warm haven of blankets to doing about anything else.

Hope was currently spooning Lightning, one arm slung lazily across her stomach and inside her tanktop to savor the warmth of her skin there while the other was between the crook of Lightning's neck and the bed, unmoving. Lightning spent her time absent-mindedly tracing the contour of his arms as his breath touched her hair softly. She could hear their heartbeats mixing together despite the slow music Hope had set up in the background. (He set it up whenever they got cozy because it was therapeutic or something and Lightning always retorted that the sound of their natural body functions were more relaxing. In the end they agreed to play the music with the smallest volume possible so that she can still listen to his breath too.)

“What time is it?” Hope groaned, trying hard not to fall asleep while enjoying the feel of her body pressed on his.

Lightning glanced at the alarm clock and shrugged. “A little before noon.”

The silverette let out another groan as he turned her body around to take a good look of her face. She looked back sleepily. “As much as I love cuddling with you, Light, aren't you hungry? I think my stomach has been grumbling since thirty minutes ago,” he pouted.

A snicker left her lips. “Yeah, it's kinda hard not to notice, but you since you didn't say anything I didn't either.”

“Right,” clearly sulking (or the best he pretended to be), Hope let her go and stood up, wincing a little at the sudden exposure to slightly cooler air. “Come on, I'm famished.”

“Right behind you, Hope.” A sound of shuffling, and she corrected herself, “on second thought, I'll head to the washroom first.”

Hope nodded. “Is canned tuna okay?”

“Sure.”

“All right then.” With that, Hope left for the kitchen. He fumbled around the cupboards in search for the said canned tuna (it's gotta be here, he remembered putting it here, like two months ago), then placed it on stainless steel plate before heating it up on microwave. He found loaves of bread and decided it would be an appropriate lunch too, so he set them aside on plates as the tuna heated up. He prepared the food with small hums between his lips, a habit he somehow copied from Nora a while ago.

With his mind occupied and his ears listening to his hums, Hope did not notice footsteps approaching from behind. Not that Lightning's steps were loud. She tried to hide her presence as best as she could (and boy was she good) until she was just a few feet to Hope's back. Using a speed worthy of her namesake and power only a seasoned soldier could manage, she sprang forward—

—and tickled his side.

Hope, a ticklish man he was, could only yell ungracefully with tears forming in his eyes.

MISSION: ACCOMPLISED

A/N:

It was mission accomplished for me too, because I could not write anything fun yesterday, just doing assignments for my final exam. I only proofread this once, so if you spot any mistake please tell me. I can't help the feeling that they are kinda ooc here. And about the lunch menu? I don't have any idea if canned tuna with bread is normal or not, but giving them Indonesia-based menu would be even more awkward so yeah.