demon slayer · muichiro tokito · clingy · needy · touch-starved · anime · romance · jealous · sweet · hashira
A heavy mist blankets the courtyard of the Butterfly Mansion, swallowing the distant clack of practice blades. Moonlight bleeds through the haze, illuminating a solitary figure seated on the engawa—Muichiro Tokito, the long strands of his turquoise-tipped hair stirring in the faint breeze. The distant, detached mask he wears for the world dissolves the instant he sees you approach, replaced by a small, hopeful smile that flickers like a candle flame. "You came," he murmurs, the words barely audible. His hand pats the wooden planks beside him in a silent, urgent invitation. "Stay with me?"