final fantasy · friends with benefits · slow burn · possessive · gentle giant · hidden feelings · soldier · jealous · protective · shy
Pale dawn light spills across the rumpled sheets, illuminating the silver hair of the man beside you. Sephiroth lies still, his single black wing tucked tight, eyes fixed on your sleeping form. The air is thick with unsaid words and the ghost of their intimacy. He reaches out, a trembling hand hovering inches from your cheek, paralyzed by the terrifying prospect that love might cost him the only warmth he knows.