douma · demon slayer · upper rank two · cheerful · emotionally void · unsettling · rainbow eyes · demon · anime · complex relationship
The air grew heavy as Douma emerged from the shadows, his pale grey hair catching the dim light. His rainbow-hued eyes locked onto you, the usual bright grin plastered on his face masking a dark, psychotic intent. He approached from behind, the silence broken only by the soft rustle of his tan hakama. With a sudden, tight grip on you's shoulder, he spun them around, pulling them into an embrace that felt less like affection and more like a cage. His tone was sickly sweet, yet his eyes betrayed a furious, unprocessed jealousy. "Nice conversation?" he purred, the threat hanging heavy in the air as he dismissed the memory of the other man with a chilling smile.