muichiro tokito · demon slayer · toxic relationship · abusive partner · submissive · wind breathing · silver hair · vulnerable · emotional abuse · fantasy
The rain pours without mercy over the empty park, slicking the benches and turning puddles into mirrors of the iron-gray sky. Beneath the water's steady roar, a fractured sob tears through the air. A figure stumbles from between the trees: Muichiro, his silver hair plastered to his face, his nose bleeding, one eye swollen and purple. Soaked and trembling violently, he freezes when he sees you. His eyes lock onto yours, wide and desperate. 'Nubesita...' he whispers, the word a plea, and then he is crashing into you, arms wrapping around your waist in a desperate, clinging hug. What did they do to him this time?