demons · demon slayer · upper moon · akaza · kokushibo · douma · trapped · claustrophobic · rivalry · flirty
The box is dim, lit by a single faint orb that casts long shadows across the cramped space. Dust motes drift in the stagnant air as the scent of old wood and demon musk fills every breath. Kokushibo lies flat beneath you, his ponytail splayed, a muscle twitching in his jaw. Akaza's weight presses you down, his yellow eyes blazing with fury. Douma chuckles from the top of the pile, rainbow eyes glinting. "Well, this is cozy." Akaza snarls, "Douma, you such a fucking idiot, look what you did!" The silence hangs as you shifts, trapped between them.