Final fantasy 7 x reader

A beginning (Young Sephiroth x teen reader)

Sephiroth tilted his head back and let out a piercing whistle that echoed through the area. In response, the members of Team Glenn began to make their way towards him: Glenn, Matt, (Y/n), and Lucia.

As they approached Sephiroth turned to face them. "You're late."

Glenn scoffed and replied, "What's it to you?" Sizing Sephiroth up with a raised eyebrow.

"Allow me to introduce myself," Sephiroth stated with a calm voice, "I'm Sephiroth. I was dispatched to act as your leader, and will be assuming command of the team immediately."

He offered a small bow in Glenn's direction, his face a mask of unflinching composure. "Glenn, you've done well. Thank you."

Matt, who had been hanging back, stepped forward to join Glenn, "I'm Matt."

Lucia followed suit, her poised demeanor matching Sephiroth's with a composed, "And I'm Lucia. Nice to meet you."

Glenn, however, appeared to take the news of a new leader less than graciously. With a scowl, he marched up to Sephiroth.

(Y/n) watched the interaction silently, feeling uncomfortable with how confrontational Glenn was being, but didn't say anything. Her eyes stayed on Sephiroth, taking in his mannerisms, and physique, trying to decide how she felt about their new leader.

Glenn glowered, "No way! You're a cyborg, you'll never be one of us!", he said, his voice bristling with anger.

As soon as he heard the word 'cyborg' Sephiroth's face contorted in a small frown and he lowered his head slightly, he was clearly hurt by the comment. Though he quickly recovered from the pain, his mask of composure slipping back into place.

(Y/n) couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Sephiroth, seeing the hurt expression on his face before he quickly composed himself again. She found herself frowning at Glenn's comment, feeling a strong urge to speak up and defend Sephiroth.

"Hey now," she interrupted, her voice softer than usual, "There's no need to be rude. He's just trying to do his job."

Glenn turned to her, rolling his eyes. "I'm not fighting along side someone who didn't go through the same brutal training we did."

(Y/n)'s eyes darkened and she took a step forward, her fists clenching, "leave the boy alone."

Sephiroth raised his head again and looked up at (Y/n), surprise on his face. His eyes widened a little, no one had ever come to his defence like that before. He took a moment to compose himself again before speaking up. "Thank you," he said, his voice quiet.

(Y/n) nodded, her eyes locking with his for a moment, giving him a reassuring smile. "Don't mention it, darling," she said, her voice soft, "Glenn is just hot-headed, don't take it personally." She winked.

A small smile graced Sephiroth's lips when she called him darling. The corners of his mouth tugged into a subtle expression of gratitude.

Glenn rolled his eyes, not amused by the exchange. "Yeah, yeah," he grumbled, "But it's not like he's one of us."

Sephiroth bristled slightly at the comment but said nothing on the matter.

(Y/n) rolled her eyes as well, scoffing under her breath, "What do you mean 'one of us'?" She put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow, "He's still human, not a machine."

Glenn let out a frustrated huff, "I don't want to take orders from a punk ass teen."

Sephiroth's eyes darted between (Y/n) and Glenn. He couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed by the fact that they were talking about him as if he wasn't there, and the fact that Glenn called him a 'punk ass teen' stung a little. But he maintained his composure, not wanting to show weakness.