Squall. [ Seifer's tone is stern and serious, one they've likely heard him use in his role as the head of the disciplinary committee but never (or at least rarely) with them. It's the sort of voice that would've made him a good leader if... he'd been paired up with probably anyone else for the SeeD exam. Powerful and unyielding, allowing no room for argument but not unkind.] It is not a failure on your part if you can't remember. Parts of our lives were pretty shit. I wouldn't be surprised if it's not only the GFs. Sometimes your brain just, shuts things out that hurt too much.
So I don't want to hear any talk of failing or disappointing us. Just being you and giving us another chance is already more than I could have ever expected.
[Zell is distracted from the protests he was going to make in Squall's direction by...Seifer, saying more or less what he'd planned to say. Only...way more articulately, and in a much hotter voice. Zell doesn't get to hear Seifer like that often; Seifer had always acted differently around himself and Squall than he did with his Disciplinary Committee, after all. (And, of course, now they all know why that was.) He's heard it once or twice, but...never quite like this, and never this close, and never sounding so...cool.
...okay, he takes it back, he had heard Seifer sound like this once before, up close and personal, sounding incredibly cool. Another student at Garden had made a shitty comment about him - about his being trans - and Seifer had stood up for him. Zell hadn't remembered anything about Seifer at the time, it was after he'd lost his memories of him, but...that had been his first realization that there was a lot more to Seifer than just a domineering asshole. And what had previously just been aggravation had turned into a sort of grudging, distant admiration. (Interspersed with the occasional fuming rage when Seifer would mock him.)
Of course, Zell had still been trying to convince himself he was straight back then. He hadn't realized he'd thought it was hot at the time. But hearing it again now...oh, yeah. It had been sexy as hell then, and it's sexy now. And Zell really wants to kiss him again.
...Zell realizes, belatedly, that he's just kinda been staring at Seifer for probably too long not to have been noticed, and he promptly turns red up to his ears and looks away as though he can possibly play things off with a blush like that.] I mean...yeah, what he said.
[He has to fight the urge to facepalm, and mentally kicks himself around the room. Oh, yeah, that was a smooth recovery.]
[That voice does get his attention and he pulls back from his safe spot against Seifer's chest to look at him as he speaks. those green eyes are almost piercing him and hit a lot more than the words do in that moment. He too finds himself a little compromised by Seifer in this moment and his cheeks tint a few shades darker before he ad to pull away and look elsewhere.
His eyes settle on Zell instead and he sees that same reaction there if not worse and it gets him smiling a little. At least they can be stuck in this together, it's a bit comforting.]
Alright, alright. I'll go at my own pace but I am going to remember it. It might take me longer but I will....
[Squall looks at them both before wrapping an arm around both of them to pull them equally close to him.]
Can we maybe do a repeat of the mansion...I mean the whole...bed thing. It felt nice having you both near me.
[ Seifer honestly has absolutely no idea why they're both blushing??? Or why Zell seemed to zone out there for a moment but he is serious and determined and he holds Squall's gaze with that same intensity for as long as is necessary before he relents. ]
That's okay. [ Softer, gentler this time. But no more forgiving. If he's not allowed to beat himself up for far more reasonable things then Squall is absolutely not allowed to beat himself up over this. ]
You got a bed big enough for all three of us in this place?
[ He can't help glancing around the little apartment. Perfectly serviceable but nothing half so extravagant as the mansion and the equally ridiculous beds. ]
I kinda liked that, too. [Zell glances at Seifer.] Is that something we used to do back at the orphanage? All sleeping together? It'd make sense if that's why we like it now...or maybe it's just nice and there isn't some secret reason we forgot.
[Not too surprising, given everything, that Zell half expects various things in his life and his predisposition towards them to potentially be related to forgotten memories. It's happened often enough.
Of course, he's just as prepared to accept that when it comes to curling up with childhood friends, now boyfriends, who are really hot guys, there maybe doesn't need to be any deeper reason to enjoy it. So he's definitely hoping Squall has a suitable bed.]
So, uh...what was that, your Disciplinary Committee voice? [This is totally a casual inquiry with no ulterior motives, which is definitely why Zell is looking anywhere but at Seifer when he asks. Casually.
He doesn't even know where he's going with this question, honestly. Just that he wants to hear more of it, and this is a fumbling verbal effort to catch some remnants of that fleeting moment in his fingers. He certainly knows he can't admit to liking it outright, though. That would be suicide.]
Never heard you sound like that before. Y'know...all business. [That's not quite what he means, but even if he could articulate better, he thinks any more accurate description would also be a significantly more compromising one.]
Unlike Zell, Squall doesn't plan to mention the voice. It's probably better if Seifer doesn't know so soon how badly it affected him too and what's more Squall should probably get off Seifer so a certain bulge doesn't rub against him either. They started off with doing physical things and Squall rather hold off on it until they are more stable in their relationship.
So reluctantly Squall moves to the couch again but keeps being close to Seifer and Zell. He does manage to get a throw pillow to cover himself before hopefully either blond notices his actions. "It's not as big as the one in the mansion but I think if we sleep close it will work. I want you both close anyway. That's the whole point isn't it? You can both borrow something to sleep in if you need. I don't have much options but I'm sure I got things that might fit you both in some way."
Squall gets to keep his dignity because Seifer is busy giving Zell a confused look. There's a small noise of disapproval when Squall's weight moves off him, an inquiring glance but-
"Disciplinary Committee voice?" What does that even mean? He shoves a hand through his hair, still mostly looking at Zell. "I mean... I guess? Point is I mean it."
His voice drops again and he turns to give Squall another hard look. He's not going to let him sit around and beat himself up if they aren't going to allow Seifer the same opportunity. What's true for one is true for all three of them, right?
Dammit, and then Seifer does it again. Zell's flush had been going away, but the deepening of his voice brings it back again. He averts his gaze from Seifer - not that Seifer is looking at him right now, but he might glance back any second - by looking to Squall instead, especially since Squall's moved...
Under other circumstances, Zell might not connect Squall's covering his lap with a pillow. But he sees it now, and it hits him with something like surprise and a lot of relief - okay, he's not weird. Seifer's voice must be hitting Squall the exact same way.
Zell should...probably not draw attention to it, though. Seifer noticing will probably spell doom for both of them, never mind bros not outing bros. So he looks elsewhere...although Squall may have noticed Zell's fixed look on the pillow for a few seconds and the abrupt look away, if he was paying attention.
Of course, depending on where Seifer was looking when, he might have noticed, too.
Man, talking about sleeping together right now, though... "I, uh, I can just sleep in my shorts, I guess?" he mumbles. "It's no big deal."
Hopefully Seifer doesn't notice and then the whole mood changes. He wants to take this slow and sweet with them both, to get to know them in a way that he doesn't really remember ever having. Sure he remembers bits and pieces of them in the orphanage but they were children then, he never got to know the men that they grew up into and love them for all their quirks. This is his chance and a dumb erection isn't going to be the cause of ruining that.
With a huff he forces himself to stand up, still holding the pillow out of habit and looks towards his bedrooms. "I'll get you both some clothes to borrow okay? I want you both comfortable."
Before either can really say no to that he leaves the pillow and hurries over to his bedroom where his dresser is. If he didn't move now then Seifer or Zell might have tried to pull him back to the couch or something which would have been nice but cuddling on a bed sounds better to him. That and moving is helping his erection go down, damn Seifer's sexy voice.
Mentioning their sleeping arrangements and, more importantly, what they can sleep in turns Seifer's attention away from the other two, still utterly missing the fact that he's so capable of compromising the both of them. He leans back, gaze drifting down as he thinks about it. The immediate response he'd meant to give was that.... it was fine. His pants aren't exactly uncomfortable.
But the stains on his hands and feet... and more than that there are blurred memories in his mind, fleeting glimpses of awareness when he'd awake- He can't be sure if it was actually from sleep or merely from the distant muted cage She'd put him into in his own head. But he'd felt.... unclean for so much of it. Wearing the same clothes, for days, maybe even weeks on end, waking in the same state not knowing just how much time had really passed.
"Hey Squall?" He calls after the brunet, voice a little distant now, especially compared to the intensity that had gotten them into this situation in the first place. "That'd be... a good idea. Thanks." Telling them why the idea of sleeping in his clothes sits poorly with him isn't something he plans on doing but... he can at least show his gratitude for Squall taking care of them.
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Date: 2022-12-18 02:11 pm (UTC)So I don't want to hear any talk of failing or disappointing us. Just being you and giving us another chance is already more than I could have ever expected.
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Date: 2022-12-18 02:57 pm (UTC)...okay, he takes it back, he had heard Seifer sound like this once before, up close and personal, sounding incredibly cool. Another student at Garden had made a shitty comment about him - about his being trans - and Seifer had stood up for him. Zell hadn't remembered anything about Seifer at the time, it was after he'd lost his memories of him, but...that had been his first realization that there was a lot more to Seifer than just a domineering asshole. And what had previously just been aggravation had turned into a sort of grudging, distant admiration. (Interspersed with the occasional fuming rage when Seifer would mock him.)
Of course, Zell had still been trying to convince himself he was straight back then. He hadn't realized he'd thought it was hot at the time. But hearing it again now...oh, yeah. It had been sexy as hell then, and it's sexy now. And Zell really wants to kiss him again.
...Zell realizes, belatedly, that he's just kinda been staring at Seifer for probably too long not to have been noticed, and he promptly turns red up to his ears and looks away as though he can possibly play things off with a blush like that.] I mean...yeah, what he said.
[He has to fight the urge to facepalm, and mentally kicks himself around the room. Oh, yeah, that was a smooth recovery.]
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Date: 2022-12-19 04:50 pm (UTC)His eyes settle on Zell instead and he sees that same reaction there if not worse and it gets him smiling a little. At least they can be stuck in this together, it's a bit comforting.]
Alright, alright. I'll go at my own pace but I am going to remember it. It might take me longer but I will....
[Squall looks at them both before wrapping an arm around both of them to pull them equally close to him.]
Can we maybe do a repeat of the mansion...I mean the whole...bed thing. It felt nice having you both near me.
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Date: 2022-12-22 06:51 pm (UTC)That's okay. [ Softer, gentler this time. But no more forgiving. If he's not allowed to beat himself up for far more reasonable things then Squall is absolutely not allowed to beat himself up over this. ]
You got a bed big enough for all three of us in this place?
[ He can't help glancing around the little apartment. Perfectly serviceable but nothing half so extravagant as the mansion and the equally ridiculous beds. ]
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Date: 2022-12-24 02:26 pm (UTC)[Not too surprising, given everything, that Zell half expects various things in his life and his predisposition towards them to potentially be related to forgotten memories. It's happened often enough.
Of course, he's just as prepared to accept that when it comes to curling up with childhood friends, now boyfriends, who are really hot guys, there maybe doesn't need to be any deeper reason to enjoy it. So he's definitely hoping Squall has a suitable bed.]
So, uh...what was that, your Disciplinary Committee voice? [This is totally a casual inquiry with no ulterior motives, which is definitely why Zell is looking anywhere but at Seifer when he asks. Casually.
He doesn't even know where he's going with this question, honestly. Just that he wants to hear more of it, and this is a fumbling verbal effort to catch some remnants of that fleeting moment in his fingers. He certainly knows he can't admit to liking it outright, though. That would be suicide.]
Never heard you sound like that before. Y'know...all business. [That's not quite what he means, but even if he could articulate better, he thinks any more accurate description would also be a significantly more compromising one.]
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Date: 2022-12-30 05:27 pm (UTC)So reluctantly Squall moves to the couch again but keeps being close to Seifer and Zell. He does manage to get a throw pillow to cover himself before hopefully either blond notices his actions. "It's not as big as the one in the mansion but I think if we sleep close it will work. I want you both close anyway. That's the whole point isn't it? You can both borrow something to sleep in if you need. I don't have much options but I'm sure I got things that might fit you both in some way."
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Date: 2023-01-05 11:27 pm (UTC)"Disciplinary Committee voice?" What does that even mean? He shoves a hand through his hair, still mostly looking at Zell. "I mean... I guess? Point is I mean it."
His voice drops again and he turns to give Squall another hard look. He's not going to let him sit around and beat himself up if they aren't going to allow Seifer the same opportunity. What's true for one is true for all three of them, right?
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Date: 2023-01-11 01:11 pm (UTC)Under other circumstances, Zell might not connect Squall's covering his lap with a pillow. But he sees it now, and it hits him with something like surprise and a lot of relief - okay, he's not weird. Seifer's voice must be hitting Squall the exact same way.
Zell should...probably not draw attention to it, though. Seifer noticing will probably spell doom for both of them, never mind bros not outing bros. So he looks elsewhere...although Squall may have noticed Zell's fixed look on the pillow for a few seconds and the abrupt look away, if he was paying attention.
Of course, depending on where Seifer was looking when, he might have noticed, too.
Man, talking about sleeping together right now, though... "I, uh, I can just sleep in my shorts, I guess?" he mumbles. "It's no big deal."
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Date: 2023-01-27 04:11 am (UTC)With a huff he forces himself to stand up, still holding the pillow out of habit and looks towards his bedrooms. "I'll get you both some clothes to borrow okay? I want you both comfortable."
Before either can really say no to that he leaves the pillow and hurries over to his bedroom where his dresser is. If he didn't move now then Seifer or Zell might have tried to pull him back to the couch or something which would have been nice but cuddling on a bed sounds better to him. That and moving is helping his erection go down, damn Seifer's sexy voice.
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Date: 2023-03-19 12:01 am (UTC)But the stains on his hands and feet... and more than that there are blurred memories in his mind, fleeting glimpses of awareness when he'd awake- He can't be sure if it was actually from sleep or merely from the distant muted cage She'd put him into in his own head. But he'd felt.... unclean for so much of it. Wearing the same clothes, for days, maybe even weeks on end, waking in the same state not knowing just how much time had really passed.
"Hey Squall?" He calls after the brunet, voice a little distant now, especially compared to the intensity that had gotten them into this situation in the first place. "That'd be... a good idea. Thanks." Telling them why the idea of sleeping in his clothes sits poorly with him isn't something he plans on doing but... he can at least show his gratitude for Squall taking care of them.