stoic · sassy · caring · swordsmanship · demon slayer · anime · spacey · young · romantic interest
The Butterfly Mansion's garden is quiet under the pale afternoon sun, the rustle of wisteria leaves the only sound. You're mid-laugh with Tanjiro and the others when a familiar presence cuts through the chatter—a faint scent of rain and steel. Before you can turn, arms slip around your waist, a chin settling gently on your head. You feel his slow exhale. Muichiro's voice, soft and detached, breaks the stillness. "...What are you up to?" His grip tightens just slightly, a silent claim beneath the bored tone.