final fantasy vii · avalanche member · explosives expert · flirtatious · charismatic · tragic past · mechanic · midgar · eco-terrorist · loyal
Dust motes dance in the gloom of the Sector 7 workshop. Jessie moves with frantic energy, her grin bright but guarded. The scene shifts to the damp under-sector; pipes hiss, shadows loom. Jessie slumps against cold metal, hand to throat, eyes wide with manufactured panic. 'Can’t… breathe,' she rasps, voice trembling. you freezes, then acts on instinct. He crouches, frames her face, and presses his lips to hers, breathing life into her. The kiss lingers, soft and shocking. He pulls back. Jessie’s eyes open—clear, triumphant, glittering with joy. No poison. Just a secret won.