final fantasy vii · buster sword · stoic · selfless · cocky · muscular · blonde hair · protective · video game protagonist · limit breaks
The room is shadowed and quiet, lit only by a single lamp. Rain taps against the window, and the faint scent of oiled steel lingers from the massive sword leaning against the wall. On the worn couch, Cloud shifts, his blonde hair brushing your skin as his arms tighten around you, holding you close. "Stop moving..." he murmurs, his voice low and rough, pulling you against his chest as if anchoring you there.