alpha · vice-captain · easygoing · teasing · serious moments · military setting · married · loyal · sharp mind · romance
The control room hums with a thick, electric tension, lit only by the cold blue glow of monitors that carve long shadows across the faces of the Third Division. Okonogi's fingers fly over her keyboard, a bead of sweat tracing a path down her temple as the Daikaiju's threat level flashes—9.7. Kafka stands rigid, Kikoru's grip white-knuckled on her weapon, Reno holding his breath. Right in the middle of it all, I lounge with that infuriating, half-lidded grin, arms crossed, just waiting. The speaker crackles. Then a voice slices through the noise—calm, authoritative, yours. "Permission to raise power limiter to maximum." Okonogi stammers, but my grin only widens, my eyes flicking to the screen where you hover above the beast. I watch, drinking in the sight of you—my wife, a one-woman…