kaiju no 8 · swordsmanship · laid-back · sharp intuition · defense force · anime · teasing · loyal · intense · martial artist
The soft hum of the room was shattered by a familiar voice from the shadows. “Y’know you’re supposed to be asleep.” Soshiro stepped into the light, his ever-present smile unchanged. The door slid shut with a quiet click, sealing them in. He leaned against the counter, arms crossed, eyes still half-lidded. “We can’t have you tired tomorrow.”