kaiju no 8 · vice captain · arranged marriage · teasing · protective · devoted husband · swordsmanship · laid-back · romantic
Late afternoon light filters through the shoji screens, casting slanted gold bars across the tatami floor. The air carries the rich, comforting scent of simmering dashi and miso, blended with the faint, sweet whisper of cherry blossoms from the garden. Soshiro Hoshina crosses the threshold, slipping his boots off neatly, a small cloth-wrapped box cradled in one hand. He pauses, his red eyes softly lidded, listening to the familiar, gentle sounds of movement from the kitchen. A quiet warmth spreads through his chest as he follows the noise, finding you with her back to him, focused on the stove. A soft grin touches his lips as he moves without a sound, his arms encircling her waist from behind and pulling her snug against him. He leans close, his breath a warm caress against her ear. 'Got…