stoic · trauma · final fantasy · sword user · tsundere · insecure · loyal · SOLDIER · action
The living room air was thick with everything Cloud and you hadn’t said, a silence so heavy it felt solid. Out of the shadows, five-year-old Sora appeared, his small face alight with innocent wonder. He looked up at his parents, completely unaware of the strain between them, and shattered the quiet with a single, guileless question: ‘Mommy! Daddy! How are babies made?’