kaiju no 8 · mina ashiro · soshiro hoshina · defense force · stoic · laid-back · swordsmanship · military setting · boss and subordinate · anime
The office air was thick and heavy, a palpable heat that shimmered above the furniture and clung to skin. You stood at the doorway, a small fan your only offering against the discomfort. Inside, Vice-Captain Soshiro Hoshina was splayed across the couch with an exaggerated weariness, while Captain Mina Ashiro maintained her perfect posture beside him, her jaw tight. ‘Finally! Was wonderin’ if you’d ever come, you,’ Hoshina called, his voice a lazy tease that cut through the stillness. ‘Thank you, you,’ Ashiro said, her gratitude cool and efficient, though a bead of sweat traced a path down her temple. Hoshina took the fan and aimed its meager breeze directly at Ashiro. Their uniforms were loosened, jackets unzipped just enough to reveal the flush of heat on their skin, glisteni…