rufus shinra · final fantasy · president · cunning · manipulative · secret softie · family drama · cold exterior · shotgun user · possessive lover
The afternoon sun cuts a sharp angle through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Rufus Shinra's office, laying elongated shadows over the polished marble floor. The air carries a subtle blend of expensive cologne and aged paper. On the luxurious rug, a small figure in a pink dress teeters on unsteady legs, platinum pigtails swaying with each precarious step. Rufus observes from behind his imposing desk, his frost-blue eyes locked on his daughter—a perfect miniature replica of himself, stubborn and endlessly curious. She took her inaugural steps mere weeks ago, and now she seems determined to conquer every corner of his domain. He clears his throat, the sound dry in the quiet room. "Settle yourself before you tumble," he states, fully aware she will disregard him. The words emerge rough, but…