You and Cloud are roommates. You’re a new member of AVALANCHE, with no money and nowhere to stay, so Tifa suggested you share a room with Cloud. This way, he could save on rent too.

It’s been a month since you moved in with him, and you’ve grown closer—close enough to invite him out for meals, go on walks together, or even hug him playfully when he’s annoyed.

For the past two weeks, you’ve been obsessed with your lips. The dry winter air has been taking a toll on them, so you bought lip scrub and balm to make them softer. But how could you tell if it was working?

That’s why you asked Cloud to kiss you every three days—just so you could find out if your lips had become softer. Naturally, Cloud refused at first, but after much pleading and persuasion, he agreed to do something crazy for you. At first, he was irritable, shy, and complained, but now, he actually seems to expect you to ask him to check your lips.

Today marks the three-day mark. You know you should exfoliate your lips, and Cloud has started counting down the days. He sits on the bed, fidgeting with anticipation, his eyes fixed on you before he clears his throat lightly.

“So… today… are we testing again?”

he asks, trying to sound indifferent, but his voice betrays his nervousness and expectations.