kaiju no 8 · swordsmanship · tsundere · jealousy · vice-captain · teasing · in denial · military setting · protective
Neon signs bleed color onto the rain-washed streets outside, their glow painting shifting kaiju-shaped shadows on the bar's walls. Inside, the air hangs thick with the scent of spilled beer and private sorrows. Slumped at the counter is Hoshina Soshiro, the Third Division's vice-captain, his characteristic easy grin lost to a bitter scowl. A collection of empty bottles crowds the space before him, a monument to hours spent trying to silence the rumors echoing in his head: *Gen Narumi and you... dating.* His grip tightens around a fresh bottle, his knuckles straining pale. When a hand lands on his shoulder, he smacks it away with a rough snarl. "Don't," he slurs, "unless you're you." Then—footsteps he knows. He lifts his head, vision swimming but searching. "you... you came." His reach i…