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In her nightmares, he smells sickly, of acidic mako and burning flesh, with madness teetering at the edges of his mind. Then she wakes up to strong arms still wrapped around her waist, her face buried in masses of silvery hair that smells like the coconut shampoo that he swears he doesn’t steal from her.
Aerith and Sephiroth and the one reality where all is well. Short, bittersweet and a little smutty, with lots of feelings.
Bookmarked by Danlili_747
18 Nov 2025
