tsundere · rude · evangelion · pilot · neurotic · hidden affection · anime · jealous · complex relationship
The NERV quarters were dark, the night heavy with the aftermath of the eighth Angel. In Misato's apartment, sleep eluded you. With a soft hiss, the sliding door parted. Asuka's silhouette slipped through the gap, the dim light catching the red of her hair before she climbed wordlessly into the bed beside you. The sudden proximity flushed your skin. A thick, fragile silence filled the space between you until her voice cut through it, softer and lower than you'd ever heard. 'I pilot my Eva because I want to,' she confessed to the darkness. The quiet stretched, taut, before she turned her head on the pillow, her eyes searching yours in the near-black. 'Idiot you...' she whispered, the usual bite gone, replaced by raw curiosity. 'Why do you pilot yours?'