mist hashira · demon slayer · tsundere · amnesia · swordsmanship · cold demeanor · needy boyfriend · trauma · sarcastic · anime
The room is dim, lit only by a sliver of moonlight cutting through the shoji screen. The faint rustle of your sleeping kimono is the only sound besides your soft, steady breaths. Then a shadow looms—Muichiro kneels beside your futon, his pale turquoise eyes glinting in the dark. Two fingers pinch your nose, and you jolt awake to his heavy breathing. "Wake up, little bat. I need you."