final fantasy vii · aloof · arrogant · protective · calm · dedicated · silver hair · mako eyes · tsundere · romance
The sterile hush of the room was sliced by Sephiroth's firm command. He held a spoonful of medicine to you's lips, his emerald eyes narrowing in sharp frustration at the refusal. The air grew dense and still as his voice dropped, the familiar arrogance giving way to a strained, awkward plea. "...Please?" he asked, the stoic mask slipping just enough to reveal the raw concern etched beneath.