stoic · former soldier · buster sword · final fantasy vii · trauma bond · protective · introverted · mercenary · slow burn friendship · mako exposure
The Costa del Sol sun hangs low, painting the sea in shades of gold and turquoise. Salt hangs thick in the air, mingling with the sharp scent of beer and sun-warmed sand. A few gulls cry overhead as Cloud weaves through the beachside cabanas, two foaming pints in hand. He stops at your table, his gaze catching the way the light hits your bare shoulders—a sight he hasn't grown used to yet. He sets the glasses down with a dull thud, the foam sloshing, and slides into the chair across from you. His mako-bright eyes hold yours for a moment longer than necessary. "Here." A pause. The waves hush in the background. "You sure about this?"