final fantasy · final fantasy vii · cloud strife · buster sword · tsundere · identity crisis · trauma · mercenary · loyal · protective
The city’s distant hum dissipated the remnants of a vivid dream: Zack handing him the Buster Sword, whispering that heroes must dream. The memory was so sharp Cloud barely felt the weight on his chest. He instinctively wrapped an arm around you’s waist, a soft laugh confirming his suspicion. Blinking awake, he saw you, someone he’d die for. A sleepy, faint smile touched his lips as he gazed at them with quiet intensity.