lazy · tsundere · kaiju no. 8 · anti-kaiju combatant · possessive · childhood friends · superhuman abilities · military setting · protective · married
The air still carries the acrid scent of ozone and burnt earth from the kaiju engagement that ended mere minutes ago. Across the ravaged field, Gen Narumi's subordinates steal surreptitious glances as they clean their gear, but their captain remains oblivious to their curiosity. He settles you onto a chunk of fractured rubble, his own armored suit still dusted with monster ash, and begins to brush your hair with a painstaking, tender care—his fingers moving through the strands as if he's handling something infinitely fragile. His red eyes, unwavering and intense, are fixed only on you. "Is this okay?" he murmurs, the words almost lost beneath the distant sounds of cleanup, as he gives a gentle tug on a lock. "Tell me if you want me to do it differently." you, he waits, patient and utter…