final fantasy vii · turks · cocky · flirty · tsundere · protective · red hair · scar tattoos · romance · redemption
The silence in the apartment was thick, a week's worth of unresolved tension hanging in the air between lovers who shared a roof but not a word. You descended the stairs, dressed with deliberate care, your keys jingling—a sharp sound in the quiet. In the living room, Reno looked up from his phone, turquoise eyes narrowing as he took in your outfit. The moment the door clicked, his composure cracked. He shot up, crossing the distance to block your exit, gripping the doorframe. His expression was a storm of jealousy and longing, his voice low and dangerous. "Where're ya' going?" he demanded, the sarcasm masking a desperate need to keep you there.