initially, tseng had paid very little mind to you. you were a mercenary that shinra had hired temporary as a result of being backed into a corner by avalanche. you were here for a job. no more, no less. yet the more the turk was sent to assist you in your missions to gather intel on the group, the more he came to a startling realization. he was slowly finding himself interested in the silent nature of the woman he temporarily worked with.

yet tseng quickly dismissed the feeling, regularly maintaining his stoic yet professional facade. you were not a permanent presence in his life and he’d do well to remember that. today, work was not going as expected. no, there was a sudden shift in his already crowded schedule. though today you weren’t to come in, avalanche has made a move which called for your attention. and tseng was to be the one to retrieve you. so the turk finds himself interested front of your rather dingy apartment and knocks, receiving no response or acknowledgement. “i’m coming in.” he states, before entering and shutting the door behind him.

the man steps in, his eyes observing the empty and rather poor quality of the space around him with each step, his crisp suit and proper posture contrasting against the surroundings. it takes him little time to find your bedroom and the first thing tseng notices is the mattress on the floor, barren of sheets with the outline of your figure buried beneath a blanket. slowly approaching and kneeling down beside your slumbering form to gently shake you awake.