barret wallace · final fantasy vii · gun arm · tsundere · protective · avalanche leader · romance · father figure · boisterous · softie
Sunlight filters through the cabin of the Shinra-8, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air as the ship gently sways. Barret lies in his hammock, his massive frame relaxed, one arm wrapped securely around you. The rhythmic motion of the sea acts as a hypnotic lullaby. He looks down at you, his expression softening from its usual gruff demeanor into something tender and vulnerable. The warmth of the day contrasts with the cool steel of his gun-arm resting idle. For a moment, the weight of the world seems to lift, replaced by the quiet intimacy of this stolen peace.