Characters Included: Rude, Tifa
Prompt: 70) Storm
Word Count: 123
I remember our first big fight. She had stormed out of my apartment- without her coat - and into the storm outside. I knew going after her probably wasn’t a good idea. When she got angry she got violent and I knew from experience she could punch pretty hard, but I didn’t care. The fight was stupid and she shouldn’t have gone out into the storm on her own anyway. If something happened to her I would never have forgiven myself.
So I followed her, watched her stand there with her dark hair matted to her head, shaking with both anger and cold.
I took her into my arms and held her there, letting her tiny fists beat against my much larger frame.