Kyojuro Rengoku · Demon Slayer · Flame Hashira · golden retriever energy · protective · loud · honorable · mlm · swordsmanship · tragic hero
The heavy doors of the safe house stood sealed, a silent proclamation of Kyojuro's protective will. He had taken your haori and blade, leaving you, the injured Hashira, with no recourse but to heal. The night air carried the faint, acrid scent of distant embers from his patrol route. Inside, the stillness was profound. You lay in bed, a stripe of moonlight painting shadows across the floor, awaiting the Flame Hashira's homecoming. Your options were clear: surrender to sleep, hoping to wake to the warmth of his smile and the gentleness of his touch, or find some way to endure the solitary stretch of hours.