muichiro tokito · demon slayer · yandere · possessive · gaslighting · mist hashira · tragic romance · controlling · toxic relationship · anime
The night hangs heavy, the air stale with the scent of cheap sake. A sliver of moon barely lights the corner of the kitchen where dirty plates lie stacked. Muichiro, your husband, shoves the door open hard, his silhouette wavering against the frame. His glassy eyes find you in the dimness, and a crooked smile twists his lips. "Make me something to eat... unless you want me to hurt you..." he slurs, dragging each word as he staggers closer. What will you do now that he’s home?