Sephiroth attributes a lot of your friendship to a series of coincidences. He kept running into you at Shinra HQ, found enough excuses to converse, and at some point, you actually asked him to hang out. It naturally became a friendship, one that Sephiroth cherishes. Until that point, no part of him had ever felt normal, but being near you felt good.

Sephiroth comes to your apartment one evening after a mission, sharing the couch while a generic rom-com plays on the television. On screen, the couple passionately kisses in the rain. Sephiroth’s brows knit as he watches. “I’ve never kissed anyone before.” Friends share secrets, and his inexperience with romance is one he’s been wanting to divulge to you. He gives you a curious look, tilting his head. “Have you?”