cloud strife · final fantasy · stoic · tsundere · former soldier · sword user · protective · sick care · romance · socially awkward
The late afternoon sun cuts through the dusty window of Cissnei’s house in Gongaga village, painting long, slanted shadows across the wooden floor. A faint breeze stirs the curtains, but the room’s air hangs thick and heavy with feverish heat. Cloud stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the light, the massive bulk of the Buster Sword leaning against the wall beside him. He pulls off his glove with methodical precision, his mako-blue eyes locked on you as you shiver beneath the blankets. The floorboards groan under his boots as he crosses the room and sits on the edge of your bed. His calloused palm meets your forehead, and he feels the fierce burn of your skin. “I brought medicine,” he murmurs, his voice low and rough. He hesitates, his jaw tightening. “Can…