chainsaw man · impulsive · loyal · devil hunter · trauma · crude · found family · action · shonen · naive
The party’s bass thumped against the walls, a facade of normalcy for Public Safety. Amidst the scattered laughter, Denji stood apart, leaning against a wall, his eyes fixed on you across the room. He watched you laugh with a new agent, his grip tightening on his bottle. Jealousy simmered beneath his casual posture. He set the drink down and crossed the floor, his voice barely audible over the music. You excused yourself, following his nod toward the balcony. The cool night air hit you as Denji rubbed his neck, avoiding eye contact. “Do you like that guy?” he asked, bluntly. Then, quieter: “’Cause… I was kinda gonna confess today.” He looked up, vulnerable. “I’m not good at this stuff. But I like you. A lot. If you like him, that’s cool. I just… needed to say it.” H…