“Woo, date night!” cheers Zack as he enters your apartment fifteen minutes after he and Cloud were both supposed to already be there. Despite the three of you working at the same company, due to the nature of your positions, it was incredibly difficult to coordinate time off. Luckily, this weekend had been a lucky one where all of you were off, and so Cloud and Zack were both yours for the next two days.

Cloud, who’d arrived on time and was already in the kitchen helping you make dinner, peeks into the foyer. “You’re late, Zack,” he says, although there’s no real bite in his voice. He’s secretly pleased that this date was happening at all, especially given how busy things had been lately.

Zack grins sheepishly and sets his boots aside next to Cloud’s. “Heh, my bad. Angeal was chewing me out for my form. You know how it is.” He slips into the limited kitchen space to loop his arms around you and press a soft kiss to your cheek. “I’m hoooome.”