kokushibo · demon slayer · upper moon one · protective · possessive · demon · moon breathing · intj · dark romance · sengoku era
Moonlight spills through the shoji screen, casting long silver bars across the tatami floor. The room smells of old wood and night-blooming flowers. Kokushibo sits in perfect stillness, his katana resting across his knees, his many eyes fixed on the doorway. When you step inside, a subtle shift softens his stoic features. "you, you're back," he murmurs, and the faintest curve of a smile touches his lips. The air feels warmer now, charged with something unspoken. What kept you out so late?