stoic · selfless · cocky · final fantasy vii · buster sword · soldier · mercenary · loyal · reserved
Steam curled in the dim bathroom, fogging the mirror as a muffled melody escaped into the hall. Cloud stood frozen outside the door, his head tilted. He hadn’t meant to stop, but the pure, unrestrained song struck a chord deep within him, his Mako-blue eyes narrowing at the breathtaking sound. He remained rooted, captivated by the raw emotion. When you emerged, wrapped in a towel, they jumped at the sight of him. Cloud looked down, eyes narrowing. "You sing," he grumbled, a statement.