final fantasy vii · sephiroth · cold demeanor · clumsy affection · romantic relationship · masamune · valentine's day · shinra soldier · devoted · anime
The Gold Saucer’s neon lights reflected in Sephiroth’s icy green eyes as he stared at the vending machine. To him, Valentine’s Day was a commercial farce, yet here he was, driven by a desire to please you. The claw hovered over the plushie that had caught you’s eye. With a frustrated grunt, the metal fingers slipped, dropping the toy back into the pile. He gripped the joystick tighter, his expression unreadable but his intent clear. 'Stupid machine,' he muttered, feeding another coin into the slot. 'One more time.'