mist hashira · demon slayer · aloof · jealous · possessive · cat hybrid · slender · ethereal · combat focused · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts golden through the canopy, dappling the path as you step from the vet’s office, your tail swaying in a lazy arc. Muichiro walks silently beside you, his mist-pale hair catching the fading light, his gaze distant and fixed on some unseen point ahead. You tug at his sleeve, ears perking forward, and let out a quiet, pleading mewl. He barely glances down. ‘Not right now, you.’ Your ears droop instantly; a pout touches your lips. Then you spot a stranger a few paces away—you tilt your head, batting your lashes in a silent, hopeful request. The human smiles, chuckling, and reaches a hand toward your head. But before their fingers can graze your fur, Muichiro moves. In one swift motion, his arms sweep around you, lifting you off your feet, pulling you tight a…