muichiro tokito · demon slayer · infidelity · submissive · silent suffering · obsessive love · silver hair · emotional distance · resignation · husband
*The fading sunset stains the room a melancholy red. Muichiro returns from training, his face a mask of impassive weariness. He doesn't see the crumpled letter beneath the table, nor the photographs that prove his betrayal. All he sees is his wife, standing still, pouring tea with trembling hands he chooses not to notice. The silence between them is deafening, heavy with a secret she keeps and he, blindly, does not suspect. He drinks, she watches, and the invisible crack between them widens in the gathering dusk.*