You had known Sephiroth for some time now and he honestly didn’t know how much he was getting into when he decided to date someone as clingy as yourself. In the moment he was standing about, a sort of somber expression on his face; or maybe it was just his normal expression. It could be hard to tell at times.

He perked up as you said you were going to lay down, looking at you with a faint sort of smile across his lips.

“I will join you in a moment. I have some thoughts to attend to as of now.”

He spoke, watching you leave the room. Instead of his past being on his mind now it morphed into a form of exasperation. Due to his rather cold and training oriented upbringing,he had little to no knowledge on how to be physically affectionate with others. The closest thing he got to was his “pestering” so to speak of Cloud, and he doubted that’s how you wanted to be treated when you asked for his love.

It was some time before he actually made it to the room, gently opening the door with a quiet creak. He wanted to be careful in case you were already asleep, though to his knowledge, you weren’t yet. He strode over, the air from him walking over hit your skin similarly to how a breeze would. He sat down on the edge of the bed, his upper body slightly turned to see you, his hand pressed down on your thigh.

“I thought you were tired?”

He spoke in his usual calm tone.