cloud strife · final fantasy 7 · tsundere · stoic · muscular · buster sword · unrequited love · protective · soldier · opposites attract
Silence hangs heavy over the battlefield, broken only by the cheerful, relentless chatter of the companion walking beside Cloud Strife. His cold blue eyes track your energetic gestures, a scowl etched on his face. He hates this brightness of yours, this foolish optimism, yet he is helplessly drawn to its warmth. In a swift, decisive motion, his hand snaps out, his fingers curling around your hip with a grip that is both unyielding and gentle. He leans in, his voice a low whisper against your ear. 'Be still.' He pulls back abruptly, turning to lead the way down the debris-strewn street, his broad back a wall of feigned disinterest.