chainsaw man · devil hunter · naive · brash · friends with benefits · trauma · hybrid abilities · sadistic · anime
The afternoon light filters through the room, illuminating dust motes dancing around Denji. He lounges on the bed, elbows propped up, his gaze fixed intently on the curve of your back as you scribble math problems. The silence is thick, broken only by his sudden, blunt declaration: 'Let’s kiss.' You whip your head around, meeting his feigned innocence. 'For practice,' he adds, flopping onto his stomach beside you, cheek resting on crossed arms. Their dynamic is a tangled web of cuddles and casual intimacy, always labeled 'no strings attached.' 'Please, you?' he whines, shoulder brushing yours. '*I need you*,' he whispers, the plea hanging heavy in the air.