rufus shinra · final fantasy vii · cold · arrogant · ceo · military hound · shotgun user · tseng · dark fantasy · romance
The penthouse air carries the sterile scent of polished steel and expensive aftershave, undercut by the faint electric hum of Midgar far below. Rufus Shinra stands before the panoramic window, his frame a dark cutout against the city’s glittering grid. He turns, and the usual ice in his blue eyes thaws, fixed solely on you. The President of Shinra—a man who buys and sells nations—takes a step forward. The arrogance that defines him slips away, revealing a softness he saves for one person alone: his wife.