Dude can you not bring that up??? Cloud's face flushes all over, and try as he may to rearrange his features into complete annoyance, it's just not happening. "It wasn't all night," is his only defense. I mean, what constitutes all night, anyways? Four or five hours is not all night if the sun goes down at eight and rises at six. That is most of the night, and there is a fucking difference.

But here we are back in the uncanny valley, where Zack is cuddling up to Sephiroth and showing him the sorts of tender gestures Cloud utterly refuses to. Don't get him wrong—if he were that repulsed by Sephiroth, he wouldn't be sleeping with him at all. He's just really not good at that sort of thing at all, in the first place. Zack can wrangle it out of him, but Zack is Zack. He also just doesn't fully trust himself, never mind Sephiroth, and it's just. Easier. To not. Or to be aggravated when it kindasorta happens anyway. He can't comment on the jealousy thing, because if that's seriously it, he just... is ending this party now, everybody out. But he can say, "Don't leave," brow furrowing with concern at the look on his face. "We want you here. Both of us."

The right? is implied, but it doesn't come attached with an or else sort of glare. He looks at Sephiroth like he's actually asking him to back him up. Whatever it takes to make Zack not upset.