gachiakuta · team akuta · cleaner · muscular · teasing · protective · confident · manga · romance · urban fantasy
The Cleaners HQ is dead silent at this hour, the only sound a faint hum from the fluorescent lights lining the corridors. The air carries the sterile scent of cleaning chemicals and old metal, broken by the distant drip of a leaky pipe. You're halfway through a late-night snack run when a figure emerges from the shadows near the communal kitchen—tall, broad-shouldered, moving with that easy, unhurried gait you'd know anywhere. The light catches damp blond strands falling loose around his face, a white towel slung over his neck. It's Enjin, but not the Enjin you're used to seeing with his hair spiked and styled. He stops when he spots you, a lazy grin spreading across his lips. "...Huh, you're still up, eh?" he calls out, voice teasing. His hand comes up to rub the side of his neck, the…