Author: shanaqui/edenbound (ficjournal)
Blank is getting kind of pissed off with Zidane's flirting with everyone else. He sort of wants Zidane to be all his, even thought that might be a little selfish. It's sort of like staking a claim when Blank calls him over as he's flirting with a pretty girl with nice eyes and a whole lot of fluttering eyelashes.
"Yeah?" he asks, raising an eyebrow, and Blank kisses him. Not a gentle sweet kiss, but one that says he's mine to the girl with the fluttering eyelashes. Zidane seems surprised, but he moves closer. "What brought that on?"
Blank just shrugs slightly.