#ff7 tseng

Tseng also knew you were so sweet to him, honest and genuine in your words and actions toward him. Your favorite dessert, even. Yet sometimes he wondered if he really knew your real name. It was no question about who you were as a person, but on the facts.

Still, no matter what, this love between you two felt real, realer than covering up the crimes of Shinra. And it would not be the first time he would give a fuck about the commands when it was about a person he truly liked and who truly deserved not to get in trouble.   

And when we say trouble, we mean potential death or ending up as a Hojo experiment. He would not let that happen to you.

So how would everyday life unfold under all of that?

First off, over coffee, both of you go through your day.

"You know I got an appointment with the hairdresser in Sector 7, behind the reactor. I really need to trim my ends," you said, looking down at your hair before you took a sip of coffee.

"Is that so, my love? You look wonderful no matter the occasion," he replied, looking down at his tablet for the missions to come up.

Aware this meant you had a mission to interrogate a target there. Of course there was no hairdresser behind the reactor in Sector 7. He knew that.

Subtly giving a hint. So he could give the target a reason to move from that place today so you could say the mission couldn't be completed. The same went for him.   

"I would need to send Reno and Rude to 5 for that Cetra girl. It looks like they got a more important mission to hold on to today; no one's going to look after her," telling you as if this wouldn't be a chance for you to talk with her. Aware you wouldn't harm that girl. Not Aerith. And Aerith wouldn't and couldn't give you war related details. Yet enough information so your people would be satisfied.

I also could totally see when both of you were on your very own missions and an alarm was called. Someone was seen in the Shinra building; he went himself, not the guards. Besides the fact the guards never stood a chance against you. When he caught you grabbing documents. Never out of his office. You couldn't backstab him like that. And you wouldn't. You already would wait behind a door with a weapon, just for him to enter. "It's me; you should really watch out, darling," he sighed, the stress already manifested in his shoulders.

You breathed out and came out still grabbing the documents. "Maybe I just wanted to see you during work, you know. I mean, no one gets you to face you when you're buried in all the mission planning." You smiled. Looking up to see the cameras here were down. Of course he would shut them down. Blaming it on you to cut the wires even when it was not true at all.

"Then come visit me as my girlfriend and not as this. I would make time for you. Perhaps my lunch break the next time," he meant brushing some dust from your cheek. "I want you unharmed, you know that," he whispered then. You kissed his cheek.   

"I know, and I don't want you to get in trouble," you replied, looking up a little guilty. He knew you needed to. "As thanks for my cover-up, I'll cook something tonight. Your favorite," you whispered in his ear with that real smile you flashed only for him.

"And then we take a long, loooong bath together to get that tension out of you, sir," you teased before going backwards and using your descender to jump out of the window.... He was more than occupied with your mess, but for some reason he didn't mind cleaning yours...

Reno ~ The flirty smirk

So with Reno, I believe he would love it at first. It's the thrill, and it's low-key hot for him to date a fucking spy. Not that he just dated you because of that. That man was chaotic but smart enough to know the troubles that came with it. But for you? Oh, he would take those troubles any time.

All teasing and smirking, just waiting for your appearance just to act all serious and to cuddle you at home later. Perhaps he is being all playful. He is always playful in his defense. And his men know that. So no one asks questions when he is literally flirting with the hooded and masked woman that tried to steal some Jenova Cells.

"I can't let you go with those, sweetheart. You know that, hm? How about that? You lay them down; let me cuff those grabby fingers, and in exchange you get one of the better cells. Scout's honor." He smiled like a fox when saying that.

But you knew he wouldn't let it get that far. Perhaps some little fight without a serious attempt to hurt each other. Just so he could grab the cells and then let you run away. He actually would love to start a fight with you. Because he knew how you scowled behind your hood.

How you would complain about it at home when being all yourself again.

Because this was little stuff. Not the big stuff, at least in Turk measures.   

But I also think at some point he would be more worried, masked by some wits. Especially at night. He would spoon you; he liked to be the big spoon. Although on some nights he was the little one because you liked to tickle him from behind. Breathing you in, maybe holding you closer in a still manner. Reno was fun, yes. But Reno also was deeper than it seemed sometimes. A side you liked on him. A side that made the whole relationship possible.

"I know you can't tell me about the details, sweetheart. But when you don't need to, don't go in the reactors anymore, ok? Can you promise me that?" He asked it so quietly, so still. Not after what happened in Sector 7.

You turned around to them and looked in his turquoise eyes. "What happened?" you asked him then. He sighed; this would be a matter you two agreed not to talk about since both of you were cunning. No details, so no one would try to compete. "I want to know it because of you. Not because of some mission. I don't care about that as much as I care about you, Reno." you made clear. 

"The explosion in Sector 7..." he started, and you knew it was made up by Avalanche. At least you thought you knew. "The bomb and the explosion wouldn't have to be that bad. But we got the task to make it worse. That's why the platform actually would crash in the slums. So media would paint Avalanche as terrorists, not as the planet-saving idiots as they are," he finally told you. And you knew he had been part of that. He and Rude. You hugged him closely.

"I'm sorry, baby," you murmured, your hand going through his red hair.

"You know, when I first came here, my mission was to cut the Turks shorter. I ignored that since I met you," you confessed then. So here both of you were, having a relationship that usually was never meant to be but happened anyway. And was stronger than any duty could have been.

Because when it meant he could hunt you in your missions, those would never end up in a heavy feeling on his chest....  

Rude ~ Got the romantic sunglasses

That man is all cool and smooth, hard-working and serious, but you crack that. Indeed, you cracked that faster than he usually goes with women.

You were a Wutai spy but not really in the fighting game, not when it could be avoided, so you had tried to sneak in. Although Rude didn't catch you in Midgar. Actually outside, so when did he catch you? Gods, you were amazed by this man. How he came out of the helicopter. You crashed his sunglasses when he just pulled out a new pair after he cuffed your hands. "Oh you already got a new one? That's low-key hot. It's giving you THE look, you know?" your voice sweet but honest. And well, in the helicopter, this time without his partner, you two sat there.

And he knew you were the enemy. But you were nice, sweet even. Amazed, and spoke it out loud. So at the next platform he could land, he sighed. "You're sure you're not just a girl being lost?"

Rude asked you as if he could hope to unsee what you have done in a reactor outside Midgar to gather information. "I mean, I can be for you," you said with that damn smile. Gods, it cracked it. Even when his face stayed stoic as ever.

He frees you from your cuffs then and lets you go, but he collected the documents you sneaked out. Fair is fair.

But this wouldn't be the last time he saw you.  

When you were in Midgar, he recognized you from the start. And well, somehow you two ended up dating. This man was stoic but romantic. He took you out to restaurants, always picking you up from "work". You had a fake identity here, but he knew your real name. The topic that you were a spy was avoided.

Because sometimes you seemed anything but that. Charming and too natural in what you did, he ended up forgetting it.

Yet you swore, and he believed you, that you would never take information from him. He cared about the people he liked. He fought hard, and he earned his place. You wouldn't take that from him. You made this clear when you two had sat in the helicopter he showed you as a date. Telling Reno he just would want to impress you. It was calm there, and on the high platform you could see the stars...it was sweet of him.

Yet Rude would make you promise to really just sneak into things and avoid fights. He was low-key afraid when he would need to pretend that he actually would hurt you because he is far stronger than he looks and is usually not used to not fighting with all he's got. That poor man never would have forgiven himself when he left a bruise on you that was not actually from pleasure when you urged him at night to spank you. I don't know why this guy gives me vibes that you need to tell him more than one time that you're ok with him being rough with you.

When you had a hard day, even when you couldn't tell him about it, he just had you on his lap at home and brushed his lips to your temple while you looked up how many sunglasses this guy had in his pockets. Rude is very protective and just hoped one day he would not need to hide your real identity from the world since you were everything to him...

Rufus Shinra ~ The specific observer

Soooo with Rufus I get such subtle vibes. It's also a setting that you sneaked your way into. But not by actual sneaking. You got a fake ID for everything, a fake personality that you sometimes played way too well. So you ended up being his little assistant. And why? You were adorable. Even when you tried to be all smooth and serious. But in moments when you thought you were unseen...a clumsy girl peeked through. And I don't mean clumsy in stealing information. Just indeed being clumsy at all and talking to yourself. You were just excellent at pretending one of the reasons why you even got this high. He saw it by accident when you wanted to bring coffee. And Rufus was specific, to say the least. Not overly specific, but he had standards. So coffee from the office? Gods, no. Some fancy coffee shop? Too trendy and too sweet. No, it would need to be the coffee from an old-ass coffee roasting company. And you just dropped it in front of his door. He could hear your mumbling. Tilting his head and simply wondering. You sounded not like the assistant he got.

"Are you always this clumsy?" he asked you after you returned later than intended. "I'm sorry, sir. An inconvenience, it won't happen again," you said, eyes serious and no smile on your face. Even when moments before you panicked:"Oh no, there are at least 30 Gil for wasting. Why do I always need to have such bad luck."

He observed further, you were endearing, especially when you just tried to take copies of documents that he never ordered to get a copy from.

So he knew you were a spy. A pretty one, and so different from those he had encountered before.  

"You're pretty when you try to sneak it out, sweetheart. We can play around further, but I consider you drop it, hm?" Everything froze when you turned around and he finally saw the real expression on your face. The real you that always peeked through when you thought no one was looking. "W-What?"

"Wutai really thought a cute one would be able to sneak things out. I let you get the information about the Jenova cells, nothing that is new to them. But I would like it when you don't give them the plan for the upcoming things in Sector 4," he said as if this never would have been a big deal.

Because when you and Rufus had a relationship. He made it smart. You stayed as an assistant, and well, you had two options. Go on a date with him and let him convince you to stay. Or he would fire you and let you go, just without information. You were too sweet to kill or to let go to waste in a cell. So you actually took the date, since your boss probably would fire you anyway when you were back in Wutai. He did not give you false information, aware that you just wanted what was best for your people.