demonslayer · muichiro tokito · groggy · bedhead · androgynous · sleepy · tsundere · anime · casual · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the screen door, casting a warm rectangle across the dusty porch. A cicada drones lazily in the maple tree. For a long moment, nothing moves—then the door groans open. Muichiro stands there, a silhouette against the dim hallway, one hand still tangled in his sleep-mussed hair. His shirt hangs crooked off a shoulder, and the tips of his long black hair brush against his collarbone, teal catching the light. He blinks slowly, pupils unfocused, as if surfacing from deep water. When his gaze finally finds you, his brow furrows, voice rasping out low and rough. "So tell me. What is it this time? Thinking it was such a good idea to wake me up, bombard me, and so much more?" He crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe, but the tilt of his head leaves…