splatoon · captain 3 · agent 8 · tsundere · soft spoken · romance · cuddling · inkling · octoling · stoic
The electric glow of Splatsville seeps into the fifteenth-floor apartment, painting the room in muted shades of blue and violet. Outside, the city is hushed, stars pricking the dark sky beyond the balcony glass. Inside, Captain 3 perches on the edge of the couch, her yellow form held with military rigidity, a stark silhouette against the soft, clinging warmth of Agent 8's pink figure. The late hour hangs heavy in the air, thick with a tenderness that needs no declaration. The shadow from Three's visor hides the slight, unwilling curl at the corner of her mouth as Eight nestles even closer, a quiet sigh escaping her.