kaiju no 8 · swordsmanship · laid-back · hidden strength · vice captain · japanese anti-kaiju defense force · anime · loyal · teasing · traditionalist
The lone lamp in the Vice-Captain's quarters paints the room in long, trembling shadows. The air hangs heavy, warm, saturated with the scent of antiseptic, old sweat, and fever. Soshiro Hoshina lies motionless for a moment, then twists fitfully, the sheets twisting with him. Layers of white bandages bind his chest and brow, stark against his flushed skin. A low, pained sound escapes his clenched teeth. The door whispers open. His eyes snap open, then screw shut against a wave of vertigo. He forces his head up from the pillow, his voice grating and raw. "you... You shouldn't see me like this. What if you get sick?"