Final fantasy 7 x reader

Cuddle bug (Young Sephiroth x reader)

Sephiroth's heart was racing as he approached (Y/N)'s office in the medbay. Without hesitation, he approached (Y/N) and sat down on her lap, facing her. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her comforting scent and savoring the warmth of her skin against his. His shyness was apparent, but his determination to be near her overpowered any doubts he might have had.

(Y/N) was caught off guard by the teen's sudden invasion of her space. Her eyes widened momentarily, surprised by the unexpected weight on her lap. She couldn't help but feel a pang of warmth in her chest at his vulnerable display of affection.

Her arms instinctively went around him, embracing his slender frame. "Sephiroth..." she said gently, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't know you were a cuddle bug."

His arms wrapped around her tightly, holding her close, his face still pressed against her neck. Sephiroth's voice was muffled as he nuzzled against her. "I just... needed to be close to you," he mumbled shyly, his warm breath fluttering against her skin.

His ears burned red at her gentle tease. "I'm not a 'cuddle bug,'" he protested, his voice laced with slight embarrassment. "I just... wanted some company."

A small, amused smile tugged at the corners of (Y/N)'s lips as she felt Sephiroth's burning ears against her skin. She patted his back in a comforting manner, her hand rubbing slow circles on his spine. The teen's vulnerability warmed her heart and made her feel a sense of protectiveness over him.

"Oh really?" She teased gently, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm. "You just wanted some 'company,' huh? Sure, keep telling yourself that, you cuddle bug."

Sephiroth grumbled in protest, burying his face deeper into the crook of her neck. He was trying to act annoyed by her teasing, but the truth was, he enjoyed this moment of vulnerability and closeness. He would never admit it out loud, but he liked the way she called him "cuddle bug."

"I'm not a cuddle bug, I tell you," he mumbled stubbornly, his voice still muffled against her skin. He tightened his arms around her, refusing to let go.

(Y/N) chuckled softly, the sound rumbling through her chest. She gently tilted her head, allowing Sephiroth to nuzzle further into her neck. Despite his protests, she could feel the subtle shift in his demeanor and the way he held her tighter. It was clear that he enjoyed the comfort and closeness she offered.

As their bodies pressed against each other, (Y/N) couldn't help but notice Sephiroth appeared to be lighter than usual. Concern furrowed her brow momentarily, and her hands gently traced up and down his back.

"Sephiroth," she said quietly. "Are you eating properly?"

Sephiroth went quiet for a moment, still clinging to her like a koala. He knew he couldn't avoid the question, but he was reluctant to admit the truth.

Finally, he pulled slightly back, his head lowered in embarrassment. "I... haven't been eating as much lately," he admitted, avoiding her gaze. "I was too busy training and going on missions, I guess..."

(Y/N) gently cupped Sephiroth's chin, coaxing him to look up and meet her gaze. Concern lined her face as she took in the confession. She knew that he was a busy soldier, but neglecting his own well-being was irresponsible, especially when it came to something as essential as food.

"Sephiroth," she said firmly, her tone tinged with disapproval. "You should know better. Training and missions are important, but so is taking care of yourself. You need to eat properly to keep your strength and energy up."

Sephiroth felt a pang of guilt at the disappointment in (Y/N)'s voice. He knew she was right but he had been so caught up in his duties that he hadn't realized how much he'd been neglecting his own needs.