#narumi

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[akamigi]

somebody pls get these mfs to a hair salon or sumn cause these haircuts are diabolical💀

[kumasakka]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ❝ 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 ! ❞

　how do you get the whole JAKDF to respect you, especially in the first division? oh narumi gen is about to find out why you’re so popular among the others !

featuring. narumi gen !

content. 0.8k wc , fluff , crack , time line; past , little spoiler alert about narumi’s backstory , safe for minors , gen might be ooc , crappy writing.

author’s note. ahh I finally posted about kaiju no. 8 yay !! I always wanted to write for kn8 but I didn’t get to but finally after finishing the manga, I mustered my motivation to post about kaiju no. 8 ehe!

　"GET back to the mission. There are still Yoju's lingering around!"

You turned back to your division as soon as you noticed some of them beginning to slack off after you finished off the Honju with one single attack — their shoulders slumping down.

But it didn't take long until they flinched at your demand, your sharp and stern glare burning through their suit. "No slacking off until every Kaiju dropped dead!" you exclaimed.

"Of course, Vice-Captain!" they shouted as a reply and jumped off the scene in search for the last few Yoju's.

Heck — you were stern as hell and even glared at them but despite all that? You were a respected figure among your comrades, especially in the first division. Not because you were the vice-captain.

It has to be something else. Well that's what Gen thinks. And he's kind of right because what makes you so respected among the others? Was it your overwhelming strength? Your excellent ability to lead others?

Maybe everything together. But there are so many others who are capable of your job? Why are you so popular? Honestly, those questions are torturing Gen for the last few days

Until he experienced the reason himself.

It was unspeakable kindness.

Like last time when he stalked you for a whole day—

"Wahh! I forgot my wallet!"

"That's alright. Today's my time to invite you." your lips curled into the faintest smile, a rare sight for your solemn gaze.

"Ah..! Thank you so much, vice-captain [lastname]!"

Or in the middle of the battlefield—

"My apologies, vice-captain! It's entirely my fault for being distracted!"

You shook your head and placed your hand on top of his shoulder, ignoring the burning pain in your other arm. "It's alright. Everyone gets distracted once in a while." you were quick to brush off.

"But you got badly hurt!"

"Make sure to stay focused from now on so this won't happen again. Yes?"

"I-I understand, vice-captain!"

Not to forget on your day off—

"Oh? It's unusual to see you out on a day off." you blinked in surprise.

The black-grey haired boy twitched as he immediately lifted his head, tearing his gaze from his phone to you. "Y-You..!" he spluttered in total shock, not expecting to see you around.

"T-That's [lastname] [name], vice-captain of the first division!" a young girl gasped in shock, her excitement vivid.

"Who? Who's that, old man?" another kid spoke up, who sat next to him on the bench.

"Oi, I'm not old at all! I just turned twenty!"

"Right, explain that to your white hair."

"It's obviously grey, brat!"

"Oh, I didn't think you would be the type to understand yourself with children." you patted the head of the girl, who clung onto your leg.

"I don't!" he denied, "they just came out of nowhere."

"Gen-chan visited us!" the little girl giggled.

"Really?" you crouched down to her level.

"Yeah, he visits us once in a while. The orphanage we live in isn't in the best condition, so he makes sure to check up on us." she whispered, a big smile adorning her chubby face.

"That's sweet of him." you hummed, returning her smile with your own.

"I'm not checking up on them..! Just because I decided to hang out here, doesn't mean I intended to visit you brats..!"

"Wow, that's totally something what an old man would say..."

"Right?" you agreed, deciding to humour them a little.

You rose from your crouching position and sat down beside him, the girl not hesitating to follow you and making herself comfortable by leaning her head against your arm. "Can I get an autograph?!"

"Sure, you just have to give me a marker." it's not like you're a celebrity. But it doesn't hurt to bring a little joy for children.

"You want an autograph from her!?" Gen froze, his thumbs halting mid air. "Could've asked me too, y'know?"

"No, thank you."

"Old man, you died!"

"It seems like you're pretty loved." you chuckled as you faced him, "next time you check up on them, make sure to call me too."

"I'm not..!"

You are kind. It might not look like that upon first glance but the longer someone spends time with you, the more aware they are of this side. And then they start cozying up on you.

Because you respect them, you understand them, you recognise them. Sometimes you're tough to them but later on, they realise that you did this for them. For them to improve and learn out of their mistakes.

That's what makes you so respected. Not only in the first division but also in the whole JAKDF. And lastly by Narumi Gen himself.

"Spar with me, vice-cap'!"

"Clean up your room first, Gen."

"I will do it later."

"No. Do it now or you have to spar with Hasegawa."

"...fine."

It was a quiet murmur before Gen left the room.

"Oh, I expected it would take longer for vice-captain to tame that beast..."

"Dang this is a new record. Not even the platoon leader gets him to clean up his room..!"

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the room smells like cinnamon candles and pumpkin spice. the floor is covered with newspaper, a big orange mess of pumpkin guts scattered everywhere. gen’s sitting cross legged beside you, his hair messy, sleeves rolled to his elbows. you’re both in matching halloween pajamas, orange with small bats all over and the sight of him in them is honestly too cute.

“you’re taking that design thing too seriously,” he teases, glancing at the sketch you’re trying to draw onto your pumpkin.

“it’s called artistic vision, gen,” you say, sticking your tongue out. “not everyone is content with stabbing a pumpkin and calling it a day.”

He smirks, digging his hand inside his pumpkin and pulling out a giant handful of stringy pumpkin pulp. it squelches between his fingers.

“yeah? well, my vision involves guts.”

you wrinkle your nose. “ew. gross. don’t touch me with that.”

“what? this?” he grins, lifting his hand slowly like a villain in a low budget horror movie.

“gen, no. seriously.”

but he’s already standing up, taking a slow step toward you.

you squeal, scrambling to your feet, your pumpkin forgotten. “ew! don’t touch me with your slimy hands!”

he laughs that deep, oddly creepy laugh that always makes you wonder why you like him in the first place, and then he lunges. you dodge around the couch, still laughing, but he’s faster. In just a few steps he catches you by the waist, spinning you around until you’re both breathless.

“gotcha.”

you’re giggling uncontrollably, trying to push his hands away, but he smears a bit of pumpkin on your cheek.

“gen!”

“consider it festive face paint.”

you pretend to glare at him, but it’s useless when you’re smiling so hard. he leans in close, eyes sparkling under the soft  glow of the lights.

“what was that about not touching you with my slimy hands?” he murmurs.

“gen, cut that out.” 

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Narumi Gen (little drabble)

I didn't think I'd write for Gen anytime soon but I did ...and before writing for Chuuya !!!! ಥ⁠╭⁠╮⁠ಥ I wish I can understand me someday (⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠)

She’d been spending the evening at her friend’s place, chatting about work and random nonsense, when her friend suddenly sighed dramatically.

“I haven’t seen my boyfriend in three days. I miss him so much.”

She laughed. “Three days? You’re so clingy. I haven’t seen Narumi in two weeks and we're perfectly fine.”

Her friend blinked, the mood shifting instantly. “…Two weeks? That’s not ‘fine,’ that’s neglecting him.”

“of course no, He doesn't care about these things anyway”

... right ?

And that's why she found herself in front of Narumi's door instead of hers

She opened the door and exactly as expected, Narumi was on the floor in front of the TV, controller in hand, eyes fixed on the screen. Completely unbothered.

See? She smiled to herself. Her chest loosened with a relieved little laugh. Her friend was just being dramatic. He was fine. Totally fine.

She sat beside him quietly, he didn’t even glance at her, just mumbled a soft “hey” before focusing back on the boss fight, Like he always does when focused in his gane

She waited. Watched his fingers move. Listened to the small frustrated huffs he always made when he played.

Everything was normal.

When the fight finally ended, she nudged him with a grin.

“At least offer me a soda, you know. Guest service is important.” she teased before looping her arms around him in a warm hug.

But Narumi flinched—hard.

The controller slipped from his hands.

And then… he trembled.

Not violently, but enough to feel it beneath her palms, enough to make her breath catch.

Her smile faded, concern blooming instantly in her chest.

....Oh...Maybe she had indeed neglected him.

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Narumi