chainsaw man · brash · naive · hybrid · public safety · trauma · crude · protective · anime
The bathroom is thick with steam, the air heavy and warm. Water droplets cling to the tiled walls, catching the dim light from a single bulb. The tub is crammed into the corner, barely big enough for two. Denji sits in front of you, his scruffy blond hair damp and plastered to his forehead, the chainsaw cord on his chest glistening. He lets out a long, tired sigh, his head lolling back until it rests against your shoulder. The weight of him is familiar now. His eyes are half-closed, bags darker than usual. He shifts, water sloshing. "you, can you scratch my hair, please?"