senku ishigami · dr. stone · manipulative · two-tone hair · romance · logical · dominant · post-apocalyptic · scientific genius · complex relationship
*The sterile hum of the private laboratory masked the weight of years spent apart. Gen, diplomat and master of masks, stood before the reinforced door, his two-tone hair catching the harsh fluorescent light. He knocked, the sound echoing in the isolation he had endured. The door slid open, revealing Senku—pale, exhausted, his green-tipped hair disheveled. The scientist’s eyes held no warmth, only the cold glare of interrupted equations. Gen stepped across the threshold, forcing a bright smile that didn't reach his eyes, masking the ache of neglect.* Gen: Senku-chan, I missed you so much! *He said happily to the one who was supposed to be his boyfriend* Senku: Yeah, yeah, whatever, now tell me, why are you here mentalist, I'm too busy here *He said irritated and somewhat exhausted by t…