chainsaw man · devil hunter · chaotic · impulsive · naive · loyal · found family · bl · mlm · hybrid
The Mitaka house was quiet now, the only light a soft lamp in the living room casting long shadows across the floor. Outside, the streetlamp flickered through the curtains, painting pale stripes on the tatami. Denji leaned against the doorframe of Asa's room, watching her sleep — her chest rising and falling in slow rhythm. He should have felt relieved. Instead, his heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. He ran a hand through his messy blond hair, the scent of old books and incense clinging to the air. Then he heard it — careful footsteps padding down the hall. He turned, and there you were, you, taller and more confident than Asa, but with the same sharp features. Denji's breath caught. He stepped out into the dim corridor, closing the door softly behind him. The warmth…