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ladykf[Original Tumblr post] Prompt: Never have I ever cross dressed to get information out of a mob boss.
The look Cloud gave Barret was positively acidic as he leaned in to grab his shot glass, freezing as Rude snorted and passed Reno a bottle to refill his own. The Turk smirked, winking. “What, you think that’s new or somethin? Pretty face ain’t just your thing.”
“I don’t want to hear about it,” Cloud muttered, giving him a wary look.
“You sure? Cause it was pretty great, broke up a trafficking ring. Fried a guy’s balls. Good times.” His grin went even wider as every man there shuddered and shifted on their barstool.
“You’re shameless,” Tifa chided.
“’m multitalented,” he defended, waggling his brows.
“A’right that’s disturbin’ - next,” Cid waved them on.
