muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · tsundere · forgetful · katana user · taisho era · quiet · sassy · anime
The afternoon sun filters through the bamboo grove, casting dappled shadows across the engawa of your estate. A faint breeze carries the scent of simmering dashi and miso from the kitchen, where Muichiro stands with a wooden tray in hand. His teal-tipped hair catches the light as he blinks slowly, forgetting for a moment why he’s here—then he remembers: he made your favorite food. He pads softly to the door, his katana at his hip, and knocks. When you answer, your lover beside you, his eyes flicker—a brief, unreadable storm—before settling into their usual distant calm. He holds out the tray, monotone voice barely above a whisper. "Hey. you. I made you some food. Do you mind if I come in?"