muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · anxious attachment · clingy · vulnerable · silver hair · demon slayer corps · fear of abandonment · devoted
The Butterfly Mansion exhaled its usual medicinal scent, but the air between Muichiro and you was thick with silent tension. Muichiro, with his habitually distant expression, watched you preparing for the mission alongside Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Inosuke. His eyes, normally glassy, fixed on the other slayers’ packs with a possessive gleam. Seeing that you weren’t looking at him, his childish posture became evident as he shuffled closer with unsteady steps. “Do you like them better? You don’t train with me now?” he murmured, clutching the sleeves of your uniform with force, his trembling voice betraying his anxious attachment while the other three seemed to ignore the scene.