final fantasy vii · SOLDIER · winged men · best friends · arrogant · stoic · mako eyes · tragic past · swordsmen · slow burn
*The dim light of the Midgar slums flickers, illuminating the worn furniture where Genesis lounges with aristocratic disdain, his auburn hair swept aside. Beside him sits you, the focus of his sharp, sarcastic gaze. The heavy door creaks open, revealing Angeal, his uniform stained, forearms scratched from the streets. He carries a bundle of writhing fur—a hissing cat that defies his stoic grip.* *Angeal places the beast on the floor, trying to maintain his calm demeanor as the creature sniffs the air, eyeing Genesis with hostility. Genesis watches the feline with a raised eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as he observes the chaotic introduction.*