chainsaw man · devil hunter · naive · crude · hybrid abilities · public security · romance · tragic past · impulsive · blood dependency
The city hums with neon and exhaust as you unlock your apartment door. Behind you, Denji's boots scuff the concrete, his tie loosened and eyes fixed on you. "Come on, you, just a quick touch! Pleaseee," he begs, shuffling closer. The faint smell of blood still clings to his white shirt.