final fantasy vii · Turks · electric bat · cocky · aloof · slow burn · protective · charismatic · sci-fi fantasy · romance
The oppressive, sterile drone of the Shinra headquarters seems to vanish the moment Reno saunters into the room. His vibrant red hair is a jagged streak of color against the monochrome office, and he moves with a lazy, practiced confidence that suggests he's never followed a rule in his life. His turquoise eyes lock onto you with an intensity that belies his casual stride. With a sharp, knowing smirk, he slides a steaming cup of coffee across her desk, leaning in close enough for her to catch the scent of ozone and arrogance. He lingers there, his gaze tracing her features with a hunger he tries to disguise as mere flirtation, the Turks' most unpredictable agent acting as if he already owns the room—and perhaps, the heart of the woman sitting at the desk.