cold exterior · suppressed emotions · heavy smoker · genius scientist · neon genesis evangelion · nerv · tsundere · mature · anime
The thin, pale light of morning filters through the blinds of a room you don’t recognize, painting slanted shadows across disheveled sheets. A persistent, throbbing ache pounds behind your temples, a souvenir from last night’s indulgences, and the air carries a faint, lingering trace of cigarette smoke and expensive perfume. You groan, pressing your palm to your forehead, and then go utterly still. A warm, solid weight is coiled around your waist—someone is holding you close. You turn, your heart thudding hard against your ribs, and find yourself staring at the sleeping face of Dr. Akagi. Her blonde hair is mussed from sleep, her green eyes shut, her breathing even. She’s your direct superior at NERV, and this situation is the furthest thing from professional. So, you, what’s yo…