Kaiju Hearts: Beneath the Blades Soshiro Hoshina x Fem reader (AI GENERATED)

Between Battle and Breath

The aftermath of the battle left the city in an eerie quiet. The kaiju’s massive carcass lay in the middle of the ruined street, a testament to the chaos you and Hoshina had barely survived. The rest of the squad was already sweeping the area, ensuring there were no other kaiju lurking nearby. But you and Hoshina were still standing close to where the fight had ended, locked in a moment that felt too fragile to break.

Hoshina was hurt, his usually stoic expression faltering as the adrenaline began to wear off. He hadn’t said a word since he cupped your face, but his hand still rested on your arm, grounding both of you in the present. You could see the blood seeping through his uniform, but he seemed more focused on you than on his own injuries.

"Come on," you said gently, your voice barely above a whisper. "We need to get you patched up."

For a moment, it looked like he was going to protest, the same stubborn pride that kept him on the frontlines trying to push you away. But then, his eyes softened, and he nodded. His hand slipped from your arm as he straightened, though the pain in his movements was clear.

"I’m fine," Hoshina said, though his voice lacked its usual confidence.

"You're always saying that," you muttered, reaching out to steady him as he swayed slightly on his feet. "But you’re not invincible."

A small, strained smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "You seem to think I am."

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his remark, though the worry bubbling in your chest hadn’t eased. "Maybe I do. But even invincible people need to take care of themselves."

As you helped him toward the evacuation point, the other soldiers gave you both a wide berth, either out of respect for Hoshina’s rank or because of the intensity of the battle they had just witnessed. You could feel their eyes on you—curious, perhaps even a little envious, as you walked side by side with one of the strongest officers in the Defense Force. But at that moment, Hoshina wasn’t the stoic, unbeatable warrior they revered. He was human. And he was hurting.

When you reached the medical bay set up in a secured area near headquarters, you guided him to a cot. Medical staff rushed over, but Hoshina waved them away with his usual air of indifference.

"I’m fine," he said again, though even he winced when you helped him sit down.

"You're not fine," you corrected, crossing your arms. "And if you say that one more time, I’ll drag you into surgery myself."

He gave you a sideways glance, the ghost of a smirk playing on his lips despite his exhaustion. "I didn’t realize you cared so much."

You narrowed your eyes at him, more amused than angry, though the concern was still there. "You should know by now that I do."

The teasing faded from his face, replaced by something deeper—something you hadn’t quite seen from him before. His eyes met yours, and for a moment, it felt like the entire world outside had fallen away. The chaos, the destruction, the endless battle against kaiju—it all seemed distant as you stood there, holding his gaze.

"I know," he said softly, his voice stripped of its usual edge. "And that’s what scares me."

You blinked, caught off guard by the vulnerability in his words. Hoshina was always so composed, so in control. But here, sitting in a makeshift medical bay with blood still staining his clothes, he wasn’t the unshakable vice-captain. He was just… Soshiro.

Before you could respond, the medics moved in, gently guiding you aside to tend to his wounds. You stepped back, your heart heavy, but you kept your eyes on him as they worked. The moment between you had passed, but the weight of his words lingered in the air, unspoken but understood.

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A few hours later, after the medics had patched him up and you had both debriefed the command center, you found yourself alone in the Defense Force’s observation deck. The city stretched out before you, quiet and broken, its wounds raw from the recent battle. The stars were just beginning to peek through the darkening sky, a stark contrast to the chaos that still simmered below.

You leaned against the railing, trying to sort through the whirlwind of emotions still coursing through you. The battle had been brutal, the kaiju smarter than anything you’d faced before. But the way Hoshina had fought—desperate, relentless—it wasn’t just the kaiju he was fighting. He was fighting to protect you. And you knew, without a doubt, that you would’ve done the same for him.

Footsteps sounded behind you, quiet and familiar. You didn’t need to turn to know it was Hoshina.

"You should be resting," you said, your voice carrying in the stillness.

"I could say the same about you," he replied, stepping up beside you. His bandages were visible beneath his shirt, though he moved with his usual grace, as if determined to hide any sign of weakness.

You turned to face him, your gaze soft. "I was just thinking."

"About?"

You hesitated, unsure if you wanted to bring it up. But then you remembered his words from earlier, the rawness in them. *That’s what scares me.*

"About what you said. That you’re scared," you admitted, glancing away toward the stars. "I’ve never seen you like that."

He was silent for a moment, and when he finally spoke, his voice was quieter than usual, more reflective. "There’s a lot to be scared of. These kaiju… they’re getting stronger, smarter. And I don’t know if we’re keeping up. But that’s not what I meant."

You turned to him, frowning slightly. "Then what?"

He let out a breath, his eyes dark and serious as they met yours. "I’m not scared of dying. I’ve made peace with that a long time ago. What scares me is losing the people I care about." He paused, the weight of his words settling between you. "Losing you."

The raw honesty in his voice made your chest tighten. Hoshina rarely let his guard down like this, and you could feel the vulnerability in every word.

"I’m not going anywhere," you said softly, stepping closer to him. "Not as long as we’re fighting together."

His gaze lingered on you, searching your face for a long moment before he finally nodded. "I know. But that doesn’t make it easier."

You stood there in silence, the distance between you shrinking as the city breathed below. There was so much unsaid, but at the same time, you didn’t need to say it. The connection between you had always been there, growing with every battle, every close call, every shared moment of silence.

After a while, Hoshina broke the silence, his voice more like his usual self again. "There’s going to be another mission soon. The higher-ups are concerned about the kaiju’s intelligence. They think there might be something bigger at play."

You raised an eyebrow. "Bigger how?"

"They’re investigating a theory. That these kaiju aren’t acting on their own. That something—or someone—is controlling them."

Your blood ran cold at his words. "You think there’s a mastermind behind the attacks?"

Hoshina nodded grimly. "It’s a possibility. And if it’s true, we’re dealing with something much more dangerous than we thought."

You felt the weight of his words settle in your chest, the implications of it sinking in. The kaiju were already deadly enough on their own. But if there was something controlling them… something that could strategize, adapt, and evolve…

"We’ll figure it out," you said, more to reassure yourself than anything else.

Hoshina’s hand brushed against yours, the brief contact enough to send a shiver down your spine. "We will," he agreed. And though the threat was still looming, the warmth of his presence grounded you, reminding you that no matter what came next, you wouldn’t be facing it alone.