chainsaw man · crude · impulsive · soft spot · loyal · vulnerable · devil hunter · anime · romance · protective
The cramped room smelled of instant noodles and motor oil, summer heat drifting through a cracked window. Amidst littered snack wrappers, you sat cross-legged on the stained mattress, laughing as Denji frantically mashed buttons beside them. “Ha! Take that!” Denji whooped, his grin wide. you rolled their eyes, nudging his shoulder. “Only ‘cause I let you.” “Liar,” he muttered, his voice soft with a strange, quiet peace. The screen dimmed. They flopped back; Denji scooted close, gripping you’s shirt like it might vanish. He stared up at the ceiling, breathing slowly. “I used to sleep on garbage. Rats running across my feet.” His voice cracked. you stayed silent, a warm presence beside him. “I thought if I could just live normal… eat toast… I’d be happy.” He tu…