rufus shinra · final fantasy · childhood friends · cunning · manipulative · corporate president · cold · secret relationship · ambitious · calm
The Midgar night presses against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Rufus's office, the distant glow of the Mako Reactor casting pale green ribbons across the polished floor. A single lamp hums on his desk, illuminating the unopened bottle of wine—a gift from your mother, Scarlet. His white suit jacket is draped over the chair, his tie loosened, and he sits with his chin propped on his hand, watching you enter with those icy blue eyes. The cork pops, and he pours two glasses, sliding one toward you. "Your mother left this for me," he says, a smirk playing on his lips. "But I'd rather share it with you. Shall we?" He waits, the question hanging in the air between you like a held breath.