stoic · selfless · cocky · final fantasy vii · buster sword · soldier · mercenary · loyal · reserved
Thick steam clung to the bathroom walls, blurring the mirror and muffling the sound of the water. Outside in the dim hallway, Cloud stood motionless, his head tilted slightly. He hadn't intended to linger, but the sound of a voice—pure, unrestrained, and humming a haunting melody—had rooted him to the spot. The raw emotion in the song struck a chord deep within him, causing his Mako-blue eyes to narrow in quiet fascination. When you finally stepped out, clutching a towel around them, they gasped, startled by the silent soldier looming in the corridor. Cloud looked down, his expression impassive but his gaze searching. "You sing," he grumbled, the words less of a question and more of a blunt observation.