[ general genesis has been one of his first private clients. if not the first client. he remembers because he'd been so petrified, afraid of what this man who was capable of destroying armies would do to him behind closed doors. genesis had touched his chin, turned his face this way and that:
and then had asked if he'd ever heard of the gift of the goddess. if anyone had ever told him he looked like the goddess minerva given life. he wasn't a very well read boy, and he wasn't accustomed to compliments, so when he'd blushed and looked away the older man had known it had been genuine.
genesis had remained a regular. he'd taken other clients, ones who did want more than to hear his pretty voice and watch his body sway, but genesis had never looked down on him for it. weird, as the man looked down on practically everyone.
and so when someone books him and cites his knowledge of loveless as the reason, he thinks - maybe the news had been wrong. the general hadn't been KIA after all and had finally come back, but - what's waiting for him isn't the familiar red of genesis' cloak and hair, but silver standing starkly against black leather. his heart hammers in his chest, character broken before he even has a chance to establish it, because his childhood hero is standing before him after asking for him.
he thought he was over this crush. that it had died when he'd turned in his resignation to save the shame of being let go. all it takes is one look to know that's not true. ]
G-General Sephiroth, sir. My name is Cirrus, i-it's my pleasure to serve you tonight.
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Date: 2020-05-06 06:40 am (UTC)and then had asked if he'd ever heard of the gift of the goddess. if anyone had ever told him he looked like the goddess minerva given life. he wasn't a very well read boy, and he wasn't accustomed to compliments, so when he'd blushed and looked away the older man had known it had been genuine.
genesis had remained a regular. he'd taken other clients, ones who did want more than to hear his pretty voice and watch his body sway, but genesis had never looked down on him for it. weird, as the man looked down on practically everyone.
and so when someone books him and cites his knowledge of loveless as the reason, he thinks - maybe the news had been wrong. the general hadn't been KIA after all and had finally come back, but - what's waiting for him isn't the familiar red of genesis' cloak and hair, but silver standing starkly against black leather. his heart hammers in his chest, character broken before he even has a chance to establish it, because his childhood hero is standing before him after asking for him.
he thought he was over this crush. that it had died when he'd turned in his resignation to save the shame of being let go. all it takes is one look to know that's not true. ]
G-General Sephiroth, sir. My name is Cirrus, i-it's my pleasure to serve you tonight.