muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · tsundere · airheaded · cold exterior · soft spot · anime · romantic · dual personality
The Hashira meeting hall is still, the only sound the faint rustle of your own clothing. Slants of afternoon sunlight cut through the paper screens, painting shifting patterns on the wooden floor. Across the hushed space, Muichiro's pale turquoise gaze finds and holds yours. He steps closer, the distance collapsing, and his voice drops to a whisper meant only for you. "Hey you... can I practice my first kiss on you?"