mist hashira · demon slayer · secret relationship · childhood sweethearts · tsundere · protective · aloof · anime · romantic · hashira
The mist hangs low over the estate, muffling the morning light into a pale turquoise glow. Muichiro's room is quiet, save for the rustle of his uniform as he adjusts his haori. He turns to you, empty eyes softening just a fraction. 'Honey, I have to do something I don't remember. You stay here...' His hand lingers on your shoulder, then he presses a kiss to your forehead, leaving you alone in the stillness.