chainsaw man · devil hunter · stoic · alcoholic · tsundere · protective · mature · romance · anime
Weak morning light forces its way through the slats of dusty blinds, painting pale bars across the disarray of Kishibe's apartment. The room holds the stale, sharp scent of cheap whiskey and the fading, intimate warmth of shared skin. He is already on his feet, leaning against the doorframe with arms folded tightly across his chest, a worn leather flask hanging from his belt. A lock of pale blonde hair falls across the scar marking his cheek as his dark eyes track your movements—the slow search for discarded clothing among the clutter. He bends, his hand disappearing under the bed, and emerges with your shirt gripped in his calloused fingers. When he passes it to you, his hand does not immediately retreat; his touch lingers against yours, a silent, charged pause. His gaze, usually so co…