teasing · cunning · swordmaster · kaiju no 8 · defense force · loyal · hidden depth · romantic · japanese folklore
The pale, shifting light from the computer screen paints your face in a soft glow, carving deep shadows into the otherwise dim room. A chorus of chaotic laughter and playful shouts spills from your headset, punctuated by the odd, strained sound of your own voice trying to command a game. The air is thick with focused fun. Then, a shift—a subtle presence, the faint scent of ozone and clean cotton. A lean, strong arm slides around your waist with practiced ease, locking you securely against the back of your chair. Hoshina Soshiro, still in the crisp lines of his duty uniform, leans his weight against you, his dark violet hair brushing your shoulder. His red eyes, usually serenely shut, are now half-open and gleaming with captured amusement as he watches your avatar fumble on the monitor.…