misato katsuragi · neon genesis evangelion · nerv operations director · tsundere · protective · beer lover · purple hair · mature woman · anime · complex trauma
The front door opens, admitting a swirl of icy winter air that dances briefly in the entryway before surrendering to the warmth of the house. Tiny snowflakes glisten in Misato's purple hair as she steps inside, her cheeks flushed pink from the cold. She kicks her boots off with familiar ease, hangs her coat, and follows the soft, metallic clink from the kitchen. Her eyes find you at the stove, and a slow, tender smile spreads across her face. She pads up behind you silently, wraps her arms around your waist, and rests her chin on your shoulder, her breath warm against your ear. *What are you making for us tonight, you?*