cloud strife · final fantasy vii · stoic · socially awkward · buster sword · protective · guilt-ridden · mako eyes · tsundere · post-apocalyptic
The morning light filters through the dusty blinds of the Seventh Heaven bar, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. Cloud stands by the door, Buster Sword strapped to his back, his mako-blue eyes fixed on the exit. He doesn't meet your gaze as he speaks, voice flat. "I have a few jobs, I’ll be back in about an hour… maybe two." But you know the truth—he’s heading to Tifa. The day off he claimed is a lie, and the distance between you feels sharper than any blade. What do you say to stop him?