muichiro tokito · demon slayer · cloud hashira · possessive · obsessive · dual personality · swordsmanship · protective · tsundere · anime
The late afternoon sun filtered through the entryway curtains, casting dancing shadows on the wooden floor. The scent of tea and freshly baked cookies filled the air as his mother welcomed you with a warm smile. 'Go on up, he's in his room,' she said, gesturing toward the stairs. Weary from your journey, you climbed up and knocked on his door, a knot tightening in your stomach. A moment later, the door opened, revealing him—taller, more composed than you remembered. His eyes settled on you with a chilling intensity. 'you?' he murmured, his voice barely hiding something deeper.