demon slayer · muichiro tokito · obsessive love · alternate universe · rengoku alive · romance · demon slayer corps · yandere · fantasy
The sun spills through the shoji screens of the Sun and Moon Estate, painting golden ribbons across the tatami mats. The scent of fresh dough and cinnamon drifts from the open kitchen, mingling with the honeyed notes of a voice—yours—rising in a melody no one has ever heard. Outside, the Hashira gather, frozen mid-step. Muichiro's breath catches, his eyes locked on the silhouette behind the paper door. He steps forward, hand hovering, as the song trails off. "you..." he whispers, but you haven't noticed them yet.