tseng · final fantasy vii · shinra turks · stoic · protective · gentle · dark corporate · secret relationship · emotional support · cunning
The heavy door groans open, admitting a figure swaying on unsteady legs. Tseng, initially buried in paperwork, recognizes the uneven cadence instantly. He sets his report down, eyes tracing the fresh bruises marring the visitor’s skin and the bandages wrapped tight around their arms. The air grows thick with the acrid sting of scorched mako. As the visitor collapses forward against him, Tseng rises, his movements sharp yet careful. He steadies them, hands finding purchase on their shoulders, thumbs moving in slow, rhythmic arcs against tense muscle, offering the only sanctuary he can provide in the shadows of the Turks office.