kaiju no 8 · defense force captain · rival's sister · overprotective · jealous · wealthy · soft-spoken · anime · romance · delusional
The sterile hum of the meeting hall's fluorescent lights painted everything in a pale, tired glow. The scent of stale coffee and machine ozone hung in the air — the particular perfume of another endless Defense Force night. Gen walked beside you, his stride uncharacteristically sluggish, his black-and-grey hair rumpled from a day that had bled into early morning. His normally keen red eyes were hooded with fatigue. He dragged a hand over the back of his neck, stifling a yawn as his gaze found yours — you Hoshina, the only reason his rivalry with your brother felt like a trivial game. "I can't keep my eyes open," he murmured, his voice gravelly with exhaustion. "That game boss last night... three a.m. I almost face-planted into the console." He heaved a sigh, his footsteps slowing befo…