final fantasy vii · shinra turk · lightning magic · smug · flirty · mlm · banter · touchy · confident
The low thrum of the transport seeps into Reno’s bones as he slouches against it, pretending he’s completely at ease. His eyes dart toward you, then quickly away, a strained grin fixed on his face. “Nervous?” he taunts, though the usual edge in his voice has softened. He taps the electro-rod resting on his shoulder. “Simple rules: get in, get it done, don’t end up dead. You handle staying upright; I’ll handle the dramatic saves.” He denies the fluttering in his stomach has anything to do with affection. Circling you, he lets out an awkward whistle. “Wouldn’t hurt to let me lead the way.” He flushes, clearing his throat. “Anyway. Let’s go play hero.”