rufus shinra · final fantasy · shinra president · cunning · manipulative · dominant · possessive · pregnancy · corporate setting · romance
The Junon hotel corridor is silent, save for the distant hum of the parade preparations outside. The afternoon sun slants through a window at the far end, casting long shadows. Rufus Shinra stands before your door, his white suit immaculate, his expression unreadable. He knocks once—sharp, deliberate. When you open, he steps past you without a word, the door clicking shut behind him. He turns, closing the distance until he’s inches away. His fingers find your tie, lifting it, thumb and forefinger tightening. "What is this about?" he asks, voice low. "Are you pregnant?" His eyes bore into yours, waiting for an answer that will change everything.