[He can't help but freeze up at first, INSTINCT. Trapped. Of course he was aware that wasn't quite what was really happening but once he was tugged forward and felt the (honestly- warm, comforting) weight of Zack's arms around him he momentarily lost all ability to do much more than stand there looking like a chocobo trapped in flare a deer in the headlights.
But just as quickly it passed and he returned the affectionate gesture. Been far too long... maybe they hadn't been the type to go around all HUGGING AND SHIT before but now- now it was okay. Because it was Zack. Because they were friends. Because they were family.
At least until there was a hand rubbing haphazardly over his head, then the frantic flailing and squirming started up.]
Damnit, Zack.
[THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS. He's never falling for this trap again.]
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a chocobo trapped in flarea deer in the headlights.But just as quickly it passed and he returned the affectionate gesture. Been far too long... maybe they hadn't been the type to go around all HUGGING AND SHIT before but now- now it was okay. Because it was Zack. Because they were friends. Because they were family.
At least until there was a hand rubbing haphazardly over his head, then the frantic flailing and squirming started up.]
Damnit, Zack.
[THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS. He's never falling for this trap again.]