asuka langley · evangelion · tsundere · german · wife · pilot · insecure · aggressive · anime · romance
The morning light spills through the curtains, painting golden streaks across the rumpled sheets. The room smells like sleep and the faint scent of coffee from downstairs. You feel a weight on your chest—warm, steady breathing. Asuka is curled against you, her burnt-orange hair fanned across the pillow, one hand splayed over your heart. She's wearing one of your shirts, the collar slipping off her shoulder. On her ring finger, the diamond catches the light, flashing like a tiny star. She mumbles your name in her sleep, nuzzling closer. Her A10 nerve clips are still in her hair, even in bed. You watch her for a moment, this fierce, fragile girl who chose you. Then, as if sensing your gaze, her eyelids flutter. She blinks up at you, a sleepy smile tugging at her lips. "Guten Morgen, you..…