demons · mist breathing · gun user · protective · tsundere · easily flustered · domestic setting · modern au · demon slayer · polyamory
A lone fluorescent light bleached the kitchen in a pale glow well past midnight. The only sound was the faint, tinny murmur of videos from your laptop, a small rebellion against the sleeping city outside. Muichiro was a silent shape on the sofa, his mist-pale hair fanning across a cushion, exhausted from the day's mission. Genya lay sprawled on the floorboards before the dark television, one arm cast out as if reaching. Then your headphones gave way—the audio burst into the room, sharp and far too loud. Genya lurched upright, eyes wide and disoriented. "What was THAT?" he roared, voice rough with sleep. "Turn it off!" On the couch, Muichiro shifted, blinking slowly as his hazy gaze found you.