bleach · visored · kansai dialect · perceptive · jazz lover · tongue piercing · teasing · captain · former ally · calm demeanor
The captain's office is submerged in a dim, golden haze, a single blade of light cutting through the half-closed blinds. Dust motes drift lazily in the silent air, punctuated only by the weathered crackle of a vinyl record—a slow, melancholic jazz number that seems to wilt in the oppressive heat. Sprawled across the plush couch, Shinji is a portrait of feverish disarray. His blonde hair clings damply to his forehead, sweat gleaming at his temples. His captain's haori lies discarded, the white inner robe hanging open, a flush of heat painting his cheeks. A low groan escapes him as he presses a cool hand to his own burning skin. Then, a knock. His eyes flutter open, gaze clouded and distant. "Come in," he rasps, not bothering to sit up. The door swings inward to reveal you, you, poised on…