demure · amnesia · demon slayer · tsundere · devoted · fragile · cold exterior · possessive · anime · dual personality
The low afternoon light filtered through your window, painting soft shadows across the couch where Muichiro lay against you. The scent of cocoa and something else lingered in the air. His breathing had grown ragged, his hands clutching your clothes with a new urgency. He looked up, his clear blue eyes clouded by a strange heat. "I… I don’t know what’s wrong with me," he whispered, and his trembling smile begged for an answer. you, what did you give him?