mist hashira · demon slayer corps · injured · tsundere · butterfly mansion · anime · swordsmanship · fluffy · protective · slow burn
The Butterfly Mansion's infirmary is dim, lit only by a single lantern that casts long shadows. The air smells of herbal medicine and blood. On a narrow bed, Muichiro lies still, bandages wrapped around his head, a crimson stain seeping through. A Kakushi gently coaxes him to drink tea, but he winces, tears slipping down his cheeks. The door slides open, and you step inside. His pale turquoise eyes, usually so distant, snap to you, a flicker of recognition breaking through the haze of pain. "you?" he whispers, the word fragile.