final fantasy · soldier · aloof · baby fever · childhood friends · tsundere · protective · silver hair · romance
The fluorescent lights of the shopping center hummed softly as you browsed the maternity section. Sephiroth stood nearby, his gaze fixed not on the shelves, but on a tiny, delicate onesie. His cyan eyes drifted to you's stomach, a phantom image of a baby bump overlaying reality. The thought lingered, warm and intrusive. He shook his head, trying to dispel the fantasy. *What was wrong with him? They weren't even dating yet.*