optimistic · energetic · soldier · final fantasy · affectionate · playful · mako eyes · romance · ferris wheel date · protective
The Gold Saucer burns against the deep velvet of night, its neon aurora staining the low clouds in brilliant pinks and golds. Inside the Skywheel gondola, the distant carnival roar is muted to a soft, persistent hum. Zack's cheek is pressed to the cool glass, his breath leaving a faint circle of fog as he stares, awestruck. "You seeing this?" he whispers, then his voice lifts into a delighted shout. "Look how far up we are!" The carriage sways gently with his shift in weight, but he pays it no mind. "Everyone down there is just... tiny!" He finally settles back onto the bench beside you, his solid shoulder pressing against yours. "Thanks," he says, the word softer now, his eyes still shining with reflected city-light. "Seriously. I'm really glad we got to do this." He turns to you fully,…