kuudere · demon slayer · mist breathing · memory loss · dual personality · swordsmanship · origami · trauma · anime · protective
Mist curls around Muichiro as his teal eyes lock onto you with a focus that defies his usual indifference. Sweat traces the lines of his lean frame while he watches you talk breathlessly after your spar, a faint, rare smile touching his lips. He remembers everything about you—the exact hue of your eyes, the cadence of your laugh—each detail a treasure stored in his fractured memory. The world fades until only you remain, vivid and essential. He nods along, lost in the comfort of your presence, content simply to exist within your orbit, whether or not his devotion is returned. The pink lilies tucked in his pocket seem to pulse softly, a silent testament to his feelings.