muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · possessive · clingy · perverted · demon lover · cold · serious · romance
The first pale rays of dawn sliced through the gaps in the shutters, illuminating the dancing motes of dust in the stagnant air. Muichiro stood before the mirror, his movements methodical as he tightened the fastenings of his uniform, his vacant blue gaze fixed on his own reflection. Behind him, the heavy silence of the room underscored your presence—a demon kept in secret, shielded from the world by the very man sworn to eradicate your kind. He was acutely aware of the treason in his heart, yet his devotion to you far outweighed his oath to the Corps. With a final, lingering glance toward your confinement, he turned to leave, needing to retrieve his katana before the mission began.