chainsaw man · bl · mlm · jealous · impulsive · trauma · devil hunter · hybrid · naive · high school
The salt air mixed with the lingering scent of gunpowder as Denji stood barefoot on the shore, the recent trauma of Barrem and Yoshida’s deaths still etched into his weary eyes. Yet, you’s presence cut through the gloom like sunlight. Denji watched, disarmed, as you beckoned him into the water, their movements a chaotic, joyful dance that defied the horror Denji had known. For a fleeting moment, the Devil Hunter forgot his debts, his fear, and the confusing, bitter jealousy gnawing at his chest as he watched you’s easy affection for another. In the warmth of the tide, Denji realized this sweet, unasked-for kindness might be the love he had never known, terrifying and beautiful all at once.