Soshiro, you may do annoying(goofy)shit but i rather, now, see you get flustered
but yeah, imagine uno reverse him when it comes to teasing like you tease him back and he can't retort or counter it
THIS. With my Vice Captain!Reader who is an absolute menace to society (a.k.a Soshiro Hoshina) SUGGESTIVE!! (but nothing really happened lolz)
LIKE IMAGINE!! The 5th Division and 3rd Division are doing another joint operation, right? And of course, being the little shit of the 5th Division, you're bored out of your mind. Everyone's going on and on about Kaiju—Kaiju No. 10 acting too human, blah blah blah (which is weird because you’re getting a vibe™ from that clumsy 30-something guy sitting next to the short silver-haired dude... but hey, wouldn't it be hilarious if he was Kaiju No. 10? Just saying.)
And here's the thing—you + boredom + Soshiro Hoshina in the same vicinity = immediate danger. Like, everyone already knows the two of you have some strange, chaotic chemistry that not even either of you can explain. It’s flirty, it’s annoying, it’s borderline criminal, and the Defense Force has collectively agreed: you should not be allowed in the same room.
You're sitting across from him. The table between you is wide—but not wide enough. If you just moved your foot an inch forward, you'd be touching his.
A dangerous smirk starts forming on your face.
He looks so peaceful, sitting back with that relaxed slouch of his, nodding occasionally like he’s actually listening to whatever Captain Ashiro is droning on about. And gods, he looks good in that jacket—like unfairly good. The kind of good that makes you think, 'Maybe I’ll cause a problem on purpose.'
You glide your foot forward, slow and deliberate, until the tip of your boot brushes against his.
It takes exactly 1.5 seconds for him to react.
His eyes flick over to you, a confused look on his face.
He mouths, “What are you doing?”
Instead of answering, you slide your foot up—slow, deliberate, like you’ve got all the time in the world. You feel the tense line of muscle along his leg, the fabric of his uniform tight under your shoe. You stop just below his knee.
His expression doesn’t change, not really. But his hand twitches slightly on the table. His posture straightens—barely noticeable, unless someone knew him well.
Unfortunately for him, you do.
He mouths again, this time slower: “What.are.you.doing”
But his leg doesn’t move away.
And Captain Ashiro is still talking.
Why not live up to the name you’ve earned for yourself—“Menace of the 5th.”
You slowly move your shoe up and down, gently trailing along the inside of his leg. Featherlight, playful, maddening.
He shifts in his seat again—subtle, controlled. But you don’t miss the way his jaw clenches, the muscle twitching as he tries to keep that ever-so-composed expression on his face.
"Are you okay, Vice Captain Soshiro Hoshina?" you ask sweetly, voice laced with fake concern and just the right amount of menace.
All eyes turn toward him.
Soshiro straightens up, clearing his throat, very much not okay. His hand subtly grips the edge of the table like it’s the only thing grounding him to reality. You watch with barely hidden delight as he fights for composure.
“Yes,” he says, voice steady but a little too sharp. “I’m okay, Vice Captain.”
That’s enough entertainment for today.
You slowly lower your shoe, smug satisfaction curling on your lips as everyone awkwardly shifts their focus back to the screen in front.
You glance back at the very flustered, very ruffled Soshiro Hoshina.
He looks at you. He mutters under his breath, low enough for only you to hear:
Oh, Vice Captain Hoshina… Always threatening you with a good time.
A/N: school has officially started haha
