Mine!

A/N: (New World) She was the unofficial mother of the group. The person most protective and mature, turns out when alcohols involved, she turns into a giggling schoolgirl.

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Mine!

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"Mine, mine, mine...!"

She sang over and over as she sat in his lap, her cheeks tinted red, acted wholly unlike herself. Around him, he sees their friends trying and failing to hold in their laughs.

Hope took it in stride as he told her that yes, he was hers, and that she should wait till they're alone to shower him with kisses.

And did it look like she was waiting for something?

'Don't tell me...!'

"Shay it back." She mutters, looking like a hurt puppy.

Looking around he tried to get Serah to help that wasn't gonna happen as the person in question hid behind Snow giggling like a maniac. Turning back to Light he saw she was looking back at him with a puppy dog pout.

And was it his imagination or was hers far better than Vanille and Serah's combined?

"You're mine too, Light" And then she's hugging him, giggling as she lies her head on his chest. And then, she's pulling him close her head buried in the crook of his neck.

Around him, he can hear hushed giggles and snickers; his so-called friends leaving him to deal with a drunk Light. He sees Snow grin like an idiot and realizes why Lightning likes punching him. Beside him, Serah, giggling and failing miserably to hide it.

The night passes with Hope taking care of an inebriated Lightning. Along with camera flashes documenting the entire night.

When everyone calls it a night Hope comes to see them off; with Lightning hanging from his shoulder. The last two to leave is Snow and Serah the brute of a man and Lightning high-fiving.

"She's gonna kill you tomorrow."

"Still worth it! She's so utterly precious!" Snow yells, wrapping Hope and by extension Lightning in a hug. The rosette giggling as Snow ruffles her hair.

"See you tomorrow! And take care of Claire."

"Always. I'll try to calm her tomorrow but no promises." Hope replies, as the two leave with him locking the front door. Surprisingly he hears snoring and turning his head he finds a sleeping Light.

Trekking his way to their bedroom he laid her down carefully. And after getting into his boxers and shirt he climbed in after her. As soon as she felt warmth, she latched onto him, her arms coiling around him as she snuggled closer and closer.

"Mine..."

He smiles as he kisses her forehead.

"Sweet dreams, Light."

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"They're dead! All of them!"

"Shit..." Hope whispers to himself.

He could feel the killing intent behind him; imagine the glare promising pain and death. Choosing not to deal with his furious wife he feigns sleeping.

He had said he'd talk to her but that was out the window now – just like Snow's gonna be later today. He fails to catch his snort of amusement and opening his eyes he sees Lightning glaring at him through the mirror...

'I'm an idiot.'

"Hope Estheim, you're dead!"

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I haven't written in a long time and that's no excuse for how utterly bad this is. So, make sure to criticize the hell out of me and my writing style.

-Darcest_Light-