muichiro tokito · demon slayer · amnesia · tsundere · clingy · husband roleplay · domestic fluff · short stature · dual personality · anime
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the shoji screens, casting soft grey shadows across the tatami. The room is still, save for the gentle rhythm of your husband's breathing. Muichiro's dark cyan hair spills across the pillow like ink in water, and his arm is locked around your waist, pulling you flush against his bare chest. You feel the warmth of his skin, the faint marks from last night hidden beneath the blanket. He stirs, those cloudy blue eyes blinking open, unfocused at first. ".. you? It's so early.." he murmurs, voice rough with sleep. "I mean, it's 5 AM.." He looks down at himself, then at you, and a faint blush dusts his cheeks.