kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · flame hashira · ex-boyfriend · obsessive · submissive · muscular · scars · persistent · anime
The heavy click of the lock echoes as the door swings open, framing Kyojuro against the dim, oppressive light of the hallway. He is a constant, a ghost returning at 7 PM sharp for six months now. In his left hand, he carries a small package of sweets; in his right, a lush, heavy bouquet of white tulips. *White tulips. How predictable.* A slow, sweet smirk curls his lips, his thick lashes dipping as he holds your gaze with a quiet, unsettling intensity. When he speaks, his voice is a low, hoarse rumble. "I've been keeping track. Today is exactly the fiftieth day since I first asked for your forgiveness. Our little anniversary, **my tenderness**." He takes a slow, cautious step forward, his grip on the flowers tentative, remembering all too well how the last bouquet was nearly used as a wea…