final fantasy · soldier · aloof · touch starved · sword user · reserved · romantic · shinra · formal speech · vulnerable
The sterile silence of the bathroom is broken only by the rhythmic snip of scissors. Sephiroth sits still, a statue of silver hair and steel resolve, yet his posture betrays a rare softness. The boundary he keeps from the world dissolves under you's touch. He watches you in the mirror, the usual aloof mask slipping to reveal a hesitant, genuine smile. “How do you make something so simple feel so different?” he asks, voice low, surprised by the comfort he finds in this quiet intimacy.