#cloud ff7 x reader

✮Cloud knew from the moment he felt something warm in his chest that you were different, he  was never good with words, so he always watched from a distance; didn’t want to scare you off of course! Not because he knew that he would start stuttering and the calm and collected SOLDIER façade would fall… not at all!

✮At some point he just accepts that he will always feel like this around you, like a boy finding out what love is for the first time… even if it’s been months of longing looks across the room. Eventually, in due time, he starts talking to you more.

✮Everyone around you always has something to say when you two done talking, something along the lines of “man he isn’t even trying to hide it!” and “the way he looks at you is something I envy”… huh wonder what that means!

✮It always makes you concerned when people talk about Cloud to you, they always say he’s more on the silent side, calm and seems indifferent to things happening around him; which is odd considering that when you speak to Cloud he always seems nervous in small ways, like the way he keeps wiping his hands and only making eye contact with you for short moments before looking away with a slight tint of pink on his ears, that’s normal right?

✮Cloud feels like he can’t think about anything other than you, even when he’s speaking to other people he’s thinking about you… what would you say? What would you do in this situation? He’s only snapped out of his lovesick trance when the person he’s talking to realizes Cloud isn’t listening to a thing that they’re saying, how rude.

✮Whenever he sees something you might like or something that reminds him of you he gets all flustered, c’mon Cloud it’s just a song! No need to be sucha’ sap… He will buy these things for you, best believe he’s gonna hold it out to you and attempt to play it off as something he just bought on a whim… Cloud this is the third trinket this week, you’re getting a bit obvious now!

✮He feels embarrassed when he thinks about you at night, even if he tries to think about anything else his mind runs back to you. When will he see you again, is it tomorrow? Just thinking about it makes him feel all giddy, which is odd considering he has a reputation for being hard to read.

✮Cloud hopes you don’t see the small slip ups he makes around you, stuttering over words he shouldn’t be. And the way he looks at you, he’s sure you can just feel the absolute restraint he has around you; his eyes seem softer around you, like you’re something he’s been looking forward to, something he doesn’t want to scare away, something he wants to cherish.

✮And when Cloud finally tells you how he feels, how you’re the one thing he can rely on, how your someone he genuinely trusts, he feels like a weight has been lifted off of him; like someone let him breath again after not knowing he was even drowning himself, seems like that person was you. Oh how grateful (and pink) he was when you told him the feeling was mutual, he’ll never forget the day you graced him with a kiss, there’s just no way you weren’t made for him!

Cloud was reluctant to take part in decorating. It just sounded like a lot of work just to put up decorations that would take up more space in the apartment only to be packed up in a few weeks all over again. It was sort of silly and pointless in his opinion. 

“Fine, fine I’ll just go to get a tree by myself,” you’d said with a small pout on your face. 

“Suit yourself,” Cloud shrugged. 

Little does he know you’ve been delightfully perusing the tree selection, drinking hot cocoa, and gleefully imagining stuffing the largest tree you can afford into the apartment just to bother him. Your glee was short-lived when you realize…Well, now you have to get the thing home. You’re grunting and whining to yourself as you drag the tree home. 

As you struggle getting the tree home, you begin feeling a little sad that you’re going through all this trouble, and the only person you have to share it with doesn’t even care. You manage to drag into the apartment, but then you just drop it in the middle of the floor and let out a dejected sigh. 

“You had to pick out the biggest one?” Cloud sighs.

“Yeah, sorry.” 

 He notices the shift in your demeanor, the previous excitement you had seemed to just disappear. He’s never been a big fan of all this, even when his mother used to insist they decorate. You begin trying to put it in the stand. Your hands are sore from dragging the whole thing here, and you wince trying to lock it in place. Cloud feels a pang of guilt seeing you struggle to hold the tree up and try to fasten the stand at the same time. 

“Here,” he kneels beside you. “Let me help. Just hold it up.” 

“You don’t have to—” 

“Just hold it,” Cloud cuts you off. 

“Fine,” you stand up to hold the tree while he locks it in place. For Cloud it’s easy work. 

“Now what?” he asks as he stands up. 

“We’re supposed to decorate it,” you giggle and point to the boxes of decorations you’d gotten out of storage earlier. 

“Let’s get started then.” 

“Wait, you’re gonna help?” You ask, your eyes lighting up in that way it’s impossible for him to deny. 

“Yeah, I guess so,” he blushes. He doesn’t know how to voice his desire to make up for his behavior earlier. He knows he put a damper on something that means so much to you. 

“Oh! Cloud!” You squeal and throw yourself into his arms. He gasps and grows flustered as though you haven’t been a couple for over a year now. “Thank you so much!” 

“Yeah, yeah,” he pats your back awkwardly. 

You put on some music and begin opening the boxes of decorations. You untangle the lights, and Cloud helps you wrap them around the tree. 

He has to admit doing something so carefree with you is nice, but especially in such close proximity. Your hands so often delicately touch as you place ornaments on the tree. Your bodies brush together. More than once he manages to get close enough to you to smell your shampoo, and he feels like such a pervert that it takes so little to excite him. He’s already half hard from the smallest of gestures, and he’s pretty sure he’d fall apart if you began to do these things purposefully. 

“We need to get the tree topper on it now,” you say excitedly while holding the golden, glittering star ornament in your hand. “Gimme a boost!” 

Cloud shakes his head at your glee before hoisting you up high enough for you to place the topper on. When you’re finished, one of your hands rests on his shoulder to steady yourself as he lowers you to solid ground again. You’re so close when you look at him, you can’t resist giving him a soft kiss. It leaves him aching for more, but you’re already skipping off to plug the tree in. 

“Look!” you cheer as the tree lights up the room. Cloud is melting for you right now. You’re just so happy from this one little thing, he can’t believe he tried to deny you anything. 

“Now the rest of the house,” you say. 

Cloud helps you place all of your little Christmas themed trinkets all over the apartment. He thinks you’re finished when suddenly, you’re looking more mischievous and you’re hiding something behind your back. 

“What have you got?” he asks. 

“Something you’ll like,” you smirk as you step closer to him. 

“Oh yeah?” 

You reveal the mistletoe to him. To your surprise he just looks confused. 

“It’s mistletoe,” you explain and then hold it up over your head. “And if you’re caught under the mistletoe with someone, you’re supposed to kiss them.” 

Cloud surges forward and kisses you passionately. You’re breathless when he pulls away. He smirks and lowers your hand so the mistletoe is hovering over your pants.

“And what if the mistletoe is there?” he asks playfully. 

“Well then…I guess you have to kiss me there.” 

“I was hoping that’s how this worked,” he kisses you again. With his hands firmly on your hips, he guides you to the couch. You plop on the soft cushions, and he eagerly begins unbuttoning your pants and pulling them down your legs. 

“Someone’s getting into the holiday spirit,” you giggle as he starts kissing up your legs and leaves a gentle bite on your inner thigh. 

“Hm, consider this my apology for making you drag the tree home alone.” 

Your panties quickly join the pile with your pants. Cloud leans back in, and he begins nipping and kissing your thighs. Then, he spreads your thighs. His tongue drags between your folds. He moans as he tastes your nectar. Before you know it, he’s burying his face between your thighs. His tongue darts in and out of your hole as his thumb works your cute clit. 

“Mm, Cloud,” you moan. 

He grunts in response and moves his thumb so he can appreciate your clit with his tongue. You’re keening for him in no time. Your back arches and your fingers tangle in his hair, tugging gently. An orgasm tightens in your stomach. Cloud picks up easily on the signs. The way you’re panting and your skin is going flushed, and most telling is how you just can’t stay still. He has to drape his arm over your stomach to hold you down as you squirm and writhe for him. As the coil snaps, you whine his name and your body trembles. 

“I’m just admiring you,” he replied honestly, his lips still curled into that soft smile that always made you weak in the knees. “And thinking about how lucky I am to have you in my life.”

You couldn’t help but smile back, sleepy-eyed, and shifted closer to him, so that you could rest your head on his chest. “You’re awfully sweet today,” you said with a yawn. “Is there anything you want?”

He chuckled, a low rumble in his chest, and you felt your heart skipping a beat. Even after all these years you had spent with him, you still hadn’t gotten used to hearing him laugh. When you had first met him, he had always been so serious and tense, only cracking a joke once in a blue moon. But now, he sometimes seemed like a completely new person, although you knew that he usually hid his emotions, dreams and wishes behind thick walls he had built up around him in the past. You were one of the few people he allowed to see his true self. 

You snuggled up to him, lazily throwing an arm over his stomach, listening to his calm, steady heartbeat. “I love you,” you whispered and brushed your lips against his skin in a barely-there kiss. In response, Cloud wrapped his arms around you and kissed the top of your head. “Not as much as I love you.”

“Hah. You’re underestimating me.”

“We’re not having that discussion again, sweetheart.”

“If you say so…” With a pout, you looked up at him but soon enough, you burst into another smile. “How about this: I love you, just as much as you love me?”

“I think I can live with that.”

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Cloud never trusted people easily, this was a fact everyone knew. People often came to him when they wanted something from him, giving him faux kindness in hopes of him doing them a favour; he wanted nothing more then for these fake and insincere people to leave him alone.

When Cloud had first met you he was hesitant, not that he was actively going out of his way to not talk to you, but he was hesitant to respond to you. You had always spoken to him like you would actually listen to what he had to say… were you like this to everyone? He shouldn’t feel special, you just want something from him and he’s sure of it. No matter how much he tries to ignore you, you always went out of you’re way to talk and include him, even if he was standing ominously on the side or trying to walk away from whatever was happening you would always reel him in and try to converse with him.

A part of Cloud appreciated this, he always stayed out of things and therefore felt like he wasn’t like everyone else, but with you it felt like he really did belong with everyone else. The other part of Cloud was already suspicious of you, no one was this kind to him without a price, he knew that at some point you were going to ask him for something or you were just going to leave. So to “protect” himself he started to pull away from you. Just you.

At first you thought cloud was just being himself, all reserved and aloof about everything, but he was still acting the same with everyone else, so why were you being treated differently? 

You sat at the seventh heaven bar, attempting to swallow a drink that felt like nothing compared to your distasteful thoughts at the moment, behind you sat Barret, Briggs, Aerith and… Cloud. The conversation sounded lively and light, something you yearned to be a part of but you knew that if you had joined the conversation that Cloud would’ve immediately stopped talking and found interest in literally anything else than you and what you had to say. Why was he like this? Why was he like this with you? You dont remember doing anything even bad to him, you had treated him somehow better than most people just to gain any semblance of trust with him and he was just… indifferent?

Your thoughts were cut off by Tifa who was in the midst of making another drink for whoever it was, her face looked worried and a little concerned as she spoke to you “You’re gonna warm up your drink if you don’t drink it now, does it taste bad? I’ll remake it on the house.” She turned her back to you as she grabbed another bottle to add to the drink she was concocting, Tifa was close to Cloud, as much as you hated to admit it you were… envious? Of their relationship, you knew that they had grown up together but you couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy whenever they interacted. Not that you were jealous of Tifa and resented her, but jealous of the way Cloud trusted her and spoke to her without worry.

“Not at all Tifa! This drink tastes amazing, it’s just me… nothing to worry about though!” You said in a voice that would’ve convinced anyone that didn’t know you that you were fine and that your head wasn’t racing to find an answer it knew it couldn’t come up with. Unfortunately for you Tifa was far more observant than she seemed. 

“Cmon don’t be like that! I swear I won’t tell, if it’s someone I’ll deal with them!” She said with a giggle in an attempt to see a genuine smile on your face. Which she succeeded in as you let out a laugh that sounded real to her.

you took another swig of your drink as Tifa turned around to face you, finishing and placing the empty cup down on the counter. You leaned closer over the counter to whisper to Tifa, “The truth is that I don’t know if Cloud even… likes me?” You said, questioning if the word like was too generous with the way he was treating you. “I swear I’m trying to be friends with him but everything I do just… doesn’t work, it’s like he doesn’t even see me half of the time!” You said in a hushed voice, worried someone else might hear your dilemma. Tifa’s eyes seemed confused for a moment before understanding settled behind them.

“He’s like that with most people” she whispered back to you, her tone was something you couldn’t put your hand on, it was half empathetic and half curious. “I would’ve expected him to crack by now, I mean you’ve been going out of your way to try and befriend him right?” 

“uhhh… something like that!” You responded a little to quick, you swear a bead of sweat dropped down your forehead and Tifa wouldn’t be Tifa if she didn’t notice.

“ohmygoshohmygosh! No way you… like like cloud!” She said a little too loud, her hands finding yours as she held them with excitement.

“Tifa! Remember where we are, oh god… am I really that obvious?” Your voice wobbly in realization that you may have been too obvious with how you were interacting with him.

“No! I only just realized! So many things make sense now, don’t worry, I won’t tell but oh my gosh! How didn’t I notice before?” Tifa sounded genuinely puzzled, everything you had done had slipped into place, like a puzzle that Tifa didn’t even know she was making.

Tifa let go of your hands and winked at you, “Don’t worry! Your secret is safe with me… for now” 

“For now?! Tifa what does that mean?!” Your voice laced with genuine distraught.

Behind you at the table you had decided not to join, Aerith was listening in at the bar instead of what Barret had to say, and who would Aerith be if she wasn’t already planning?

You had tried again, after talking to Tifa you had decided one more shot was define try worth it. But again, Cloud treated you as if you were just a performance with nothing behind it.

“Just stop it.” Cloud said suddenly, there was no warmth in his voice, not even a hint of it. “Stop acting like you want to be around me, if you want something from me just say it.”

“Cloud that’s not it! I don’t want something from you if it’s not you, please, I just want to be friends.” You said in a voice that was sounded close to pleading, “Cloud I swear, I’m not trying to get you to do anything other than to being my friend…” 

“I’ve already heard that before, find someone else, [name]” He said walking away, tears were falling down your face but he didn’t see them. Tears he could’ve seen that were real, tears that were shed because of him, but he just walked away; the only thing in your memory was his fading figure as you tried to understand what you did wrong.

“Cmon Cloud, I know that face! You’re pouting, what’s wrong this time?” Aerith said in a teasing voice to Cloud as he was leaning against a wall with the face of someone who was frustrated with everything.

“Nothing Aerith, just drop it” Aerith frowned slightly at his response, she looked around before she whispered to him.

“Is this about [name]?” Clouds eyes widened slightly, but Aerith didn’t let it go unnoticed. “So it is about them! What did you do this time hmm?” She asked with a teasing smile that could’ve rivalled the Cheshire Cat.

“Nothing, they keep acting like they're genuinely interested in me, it’s getting annoying now.” Cloud said in a frustrated voice, Aerith just looked at him like she couldn’t believe what he was saying. Then came laughter, the light airy laughter that was distinctly Aerith.

“Cloud you have to be joking, you know they like you right?…” 

Cloud paused with a completely blank expression. As much as Cloud didn’t want to say it your kindness, even if he choose not believe in it, was charming him into feeling something he could now name as love. Through the walls he had built to protect himself he had kept that secret so close to him not even he realized it till now, and Aerith as she connected the dots from the light pink dusting his ears and cheeks.

“You really messed up huh” Aerith commented, already thinking of what to do to help out Cloud and his helplessness when it came to romance. After a few beats of Aerith swaying on her feet thinking, she came up with an idea, ‘completely foolproof for people like you’ she said to Cloud… whatever that means.

You found yourself sitting on the steps outside the Seventh Heaven. You were trying to understand why Cloud was like this, it had been a few hours since he had decided to dismiss you so coldly and he still hadn’t came back. You knew it was pointless to sit outside and wait for him, he would just dismiss you again but your heart was louder than your head. 

Your thoughts were suddenly cut off when you saw a familiar figure walking to the Seventh Heaven, a figure that was distinctly Cloud. He was holding something behind his back, his eyes wandering around the streets as his gaze finally landed on you.

You felt something in you telling you to leave, he had already made it clear you weren’t even a accomplice to him so what was the point of staying out here, you should’ve just listened to your head. As you got up to turn the street and leave Cloud called out your name.

It was dark, waiting for Cloud had taken a while and now it was late, and something in you told you to look back, telling you that the wait was worth it and once again you listened to your heart. 

You see Cloud standing with a flower in his hand, his face and the flower illuminated by a nearby streetlight. You walked closer to him, every step reminding you that this was real. He offered the flower to you, his face a faint pink.

“I’m… sorry.” Cloud started, his mind rushing to find the right words; he thought about what he was going to say to you but now that he’s really doing it the words he was going to say seemed to vanish. To say you looked beautiful was an understatement, the light from the streetlight only helped him fall for you a little more. 

After the awkward pause he started again, “I’m sorry about what I said earlier, I’m sorry about how I’ve treated you too…” the wind was blowing and the night was cold but Cloud’s hands felt hot, his eyes were everywhere but you. “Aerith gave me this flower, it’s uhm… it’s a flower lovers would give to each other when they felt they needed to apologize.” 

Heat rushed to your face as you looked at the flower again, its petals were soft and delicate, something you could treasure for the rest of your life. “Thank you, Cloud. This flower is beautiful.” Mentally you were thanking Aerith a million times for this, tears unknowingly falling without your permission.

Cloud finally found it in himself to make eye contact with you, his bright eyes filled with more emotion than they normally were. His eyes saw the tears and this time his hand came up to wipe them, this time he saw them, this time he wouldn’t let you go unnoticed as he did before.

“I know this Flower isn’t much compared to what I’ve done… so please, let me take you out” Cloud whispered, his hand still on your face wiping away any tears that were still falling. He said the last part quickly and quieter than the rest, as if he didn’t know if he could bring himself to say it again.

Through your tears you let out a soft laugh, one that made Cloud softly smile in return of seeing you not cry anymore. “Sure, just make sure to talk to me this time” you said with a wink. Eventually your hands found his face and seeing him look at your lips so endearingly made you get the message. You pulled him in, smiling into the kiss as his other hand found your waist.

Inside the Seventh Heaven Tifa and Aerith were watching through the window and squealing and jumping with excitement at the sudden scene playing out before them, you heard it and you’re pretty sure Cloud did too but you could care less now that everything was sorted out. You would have to take Tifa and Aerith out and tell them all about it since you knew they would ask. But for now, you were content in Clouds arms and he was more than content to hold you.

Reno

Just like Cloud, Reno is a bit baffled when you cup his cheeks and start to press kisses all over his face out of the blue. There’s a slight blush on his cheeks and a hint of confusion in his eyes but he still can’t stop the smile that tugs on the corners of his mouth. It’s an adorable sight, to say the least, and probably the main reason why you do it quite frequently.

Don’t expect him to get overly flustered because of your actions though. He’s pretty self-confident and it’s not easy to catch him off-guard, so while he’s definitely a bit surprised when you just start to pepper his face with kisses he won’t turn into a blushing, stammering mess because of it. In fact, he might even tease you a bit because you’re obviously so in love with him that a simple kiss isn’t enough for you.

Reno will sure as rain return the favor when you least expect it, maybe to wake you up in the morning or when you’re lounging around together. Soon enough, it becomes an actual habit, although he definitely doesn’t want you to do it when his colleagues are around – after all, he has a reputation to lose, and he doesn’t want them to tease him for acting like a lovesick fool.

He won’t ever admit it but it honestly makes him feel so loved when you kiss him like that. He can’t stop smiling at you, although he’s sure that he looks like an absolute idiot but he really couldn’t care less. Also, it’s obvious that it makes you happy to shower him with affection, so there’s no way he’d complain about it.

Vincent Valentine

With Vincent, the situation is quite similar. He’s someone who tries everything in his power to keep the ones he loves safe and sound, even if it puts his own life at risk. He knows that you’re probably worrying about him quite a lot but he still considers it his responsibility to protect you from any harm, no matter how often you tell him that he doesn’t have to do that.

When you start to act a lot more defensive around him and actively try to protect him during a battle, for example, he doesn’t know what to do at first. His initial reaction is worry because he doesn’t want you to get injured, let alone because of him, but on the other hand, he’s also really proud to have someone like you by his side. He never had anyone who wanted to protect him, so it definitely means a lot to him that you don’t hesitate to guard him against his enemies.

However, the whole situation still frightens him. He couldn’t bear to lose you; you’re the most important person in his life and he never wants to live without you, so he often asks you to be a bit more careful during battles and stuff. He understands where you’re coming from when you tell him that you don’t want him to protect you all the time and that you want to return the favor but overall, he’d prefer if you’d just stay out of trouble completely. He knows that he can’t forbid you to fight (and he would never dare to do that) though, so he just has to accept it.

Vincent would never forgive himself if something happened to you. No matter how much you insist that you can take care of yourself just fine, there’s no way he’d let you fight alone, not even when he’s already injured and could need some rest. He’s always by your side during battles, making sure that you’re okay, just like you’re making sure that he doesn’t end up hurt. It’s a situation of give-and-take and probably the only way to convince him of the arrangement in general.

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Cloud Strife

Cloud is someone who rarely initiates cuddles himself. Because of everything that happened in the past he prefers to keep people at distance, both emotionally and physically. There are a few exceptions, of course, and with you, he feels like he can let his guard down completely, so he’s definitely comfortable with physical contact.

There are a few situations in which he’d be the one to initiate cuddles though. For example, when you’re sad and need some comfort or when he wakes up from a nightmare about losing you, he doesn’t even think twice before he wraps his arms around you. He just needs to hold you close to reassure himself that nothing bad has happened to you and that you’re still here with him.

His hugs are warm and strong and feel like home. Although he always acts like he doesn’t need any affection, he’s actually the last one to let go most of the time. There’s just something about holding you in his arms that makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside and he wants to indulge in that feeling as long as possible. Whenever you tease him about being so clingy, he blushes and turns his head away, insisting that you’re imagining things.

As I mentioned, he rarely initiates cuddles himself but that doesn’t mean that he’s not enjoying them. In fact, he thinks that there’s nothing better than to cuddle with you, especially when he can’t sleep because he’s worried about having nightmares again. But to lie in your arms, your fingers gently combing through his hair, never fails to calm him down, and sometimes, your mere presence seems to be enough to keep the nightmares away.

Since he’s not too comfortable with PDA, he’d prefer if you didn’t cuddle him in public. A quick hug is fine but everything beyond that just embarrasses him – not because he’s ashamed of being in a relationship but because he feels like cuddles or other affectionate gestures are something that should be shared in a more private environment and not with a bunch of people watching.