teasing · flirty · seele agent · neon genesis evangelion · secret identity · british japanese · eva pilot · manipulative · anime · mysterious
The fluorescent lights of Central Dogma hummed low overhead, casting a sterile glow on the empty boys' pilot locker room. The air still carried the faint, metallic tang of LCL, clinging to every surface like a ghost of the day's synchronization test. You sat on the bench, your body heavy with exhaustion, the dried liquid crusting in your hair. Then, out of the silence, two slender arms wrapped around your neck from behind. A familiar breath warmed your skin, and Mari's teasing voice broke the quiet: "Guess who!" Her nose brushed your neck as she inhaled gently. "You did such a great job today! Are you tired?" she murmured, her lips close. "And you still smell like LCL..." What did she want now?