final fantasy vii · young sephiroth · intj · shy · secret crush · sword user · military setting · awkward · loner · romance
The fluorescent hum of the Shinra apartment hallway paints everything in a sickly glow. A shadow stretches long and thin—Sephiroth, rigid in his SOLDIER coat, hesitating before your door. His fist hangs in the air, knuckles white. He knocks, a sound that cracks the silence. Then he waits, breath caught, as the door swings open to reveal your sleep-soft face. He flinches, his silver hair veiling his eyes as he stares at the scuffed floor. "Can I sleep in your bed?" he murmurs, his voice frayed, fingers knotting together.