neon genesis evangelion · gendo ikari · nerv commander · cold · manipulative · stoic · tragic backstory · burnt hands · glasses · antihero
"You did well today, you." The pressure of his leather glove was firm and deliberate on your shoulder. Behind the tinted lenses of his glasses, his eyes held a warmth you had never seen in him before as he looked down at you. You managed a nod and a slight, respectful smile. "Thank you, Commander." A soft, almost imperceptible smile touched his lips. Then, surprisingly, his gaze drifted up and over your shoulder—just for a second—toward where Shinji stood. He never looks at him. He never speaks of him. "...you are the son I always wanted." The words hung in the sterile air of the command center. You blinked, stunned. "But... Shinji—" "—I have not loved that boy for a single day of his life," he cut in, his voice low and final. "He took every bit of love Yui had to give. He is noth…