As Y/N was sitting at his chair, Tifa comes up from the elevator and she walks behind the counter and she pours herself a glass of water. She sits down on the chair and takes a sip of her water.
Y/N: I heard you're having second thoughts.
Tifa: I know we have to think big if we're going to make a difference. But not like this. I just... I feel trapped.
Y/N: If it feels wrong, don't do it.
There was a moment of silence until Jessie came up.
Tifa: Guess that's that, then.
Y/N: What, they kick you out?
Tifa: We agreed to disagree. So, you want another drink?
Cloudia: I'm back.
She back hugs Y/N.
Barret: Tifa! Time to celebrate! Break out all the good stuff!
Tifa: Oh, sure.
Cloudia: I'll come help.
Tifa and Cloudia go behind the counter. Barret looks at Y/N.
Barret: We won't be needing you for this next job. Feel free to look for work elsewhere.
Y/N: Fine by me. That's how I like it. No contract, no obligation.
Barret: Figured you'd say that.
He places the money on the table.
Barret: Here, the rest of your payment, along with a little extra for your exemplary service. And thus concludes our business. Gonna have to ask you to leave now. This here's a private affair.
Barret walks away and Jessie runs towards Y/N.
Jessie: Sorry, I tried. We talked it over, but... in the end... We didn't want to put so much on you. This is our fight.
Biggs: Jessie, what's the holdup?
Jessie: Be right there! No hard feelings, huh?
Y/N: It's fine.
Jessie: Let's talk more after I'm done here, okay?
Y/N: Really, it's fine.
Wedge: C'mon, Jessie! I'm dying here!
Jessie: I'll catch you later.
Jessie runs back and everybody cheers, Y/N gets up from his seat but Cloudia grabs his hand.
Cloudia: Are you leaving?
Y/N: You heard your boss, you don't need me on the next job.
Cloudia: Right...
Cloudia lets go of Y/N's hand, and he walks out the door. Y/N walks down the steps as four men walk in front of him.
Hoodlum 1: Hey brother! You from around the way?
Y/N: I guess.
Hoodlum 1: Know a big man with a big gun strapped to his right arm? Heard he's set up shop somewhere in the neighborhood.
Y/N: That depends...
Hoodlum 1: Clever. Smell an opportunity to make some scratch, do ya?
Y/N: Five hundred.
Hoodlum 1: Two hundred.
Y/N: Mm, three.
Hoodlum 1: Whatever, man. Let's find somewhere quiet to talk. Walk with me.
Y/N follows them as there were two men behind him. Y/N follows them up the steps.
Hoodlum 2: Word of advice, H/C. Don't piss off my friend here, or you'll be real sorry.
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Final Fantasy 7 Harem X Male Reader
FanfictionY/N L/N an ex soldier who wants to work as a mercenary but he suddenly meets two people he hasn't seen in five years and maybe more people. I don't own Final Fantasy VII it all belongs to it respective owners.
