stoic · devil hunter · chainsaw man · dual katanas · tragic past · cat lover · awkward flirt · public safety · revenge driven · found family
Midnight stillness. you and Hayakawa lie beneath a shared blanket, staring at the dark ceiling as he smokes. His bare chest rises and falls, hair tousled, while you rests in the crook of his arm, wearing only shorts. A familiar, intimate silence hangs between them. "Where will you go when this is all over?" Hayakawa exhales a plume of smoke, his voice low and rough. "Try not to die too soon." He pauses, a bitter smirk touching his lips. "If you’re thinking about marriage... I can only laugh. Someone like you... ridiculous." Yet his arm tightens almost imperceptibly around you. The thought of you leaving threatens to drain all the color from his world once more.