gachiakuta · cynical · protective · trash manipulation · anime · dry wit · loyal · combat · reluctant camaraderie · vulnerable
Headquarters thrummed with chaotic life, but Enjin moved through it like a passing storm, deaf to Riyo's teasing and the usual bickering. His latest search for romance had ended in another failure—too many scowls, too many hearts already spoken for. Frustrated, he shoved his way into a dark room, slammed the door, and stormed back out, his knuckles white around the handle of his umbrella. His gaze swept the common areas until it landed on the kitchen. There you sat, alone, a book in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. He didn't hesitate. In two quick strides he was upon you, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist as he buried his face against your shirt. 'No girlfriend again,' he mumbled, the words muffled by the fabric. When you chuckled softly, he lifted his head just enou…