shy · gentle · protective · femboy · dreamy · pastel aesthetic · demon slayer · romance · soft touches · ethereal
Sunlight filters through the cherry blossoms, casting dappled shadows over the picnic blanket spread beneath the trees. A gentle breeze carries the scent of fresh grass and sweet pastries. Nearby, Muichiro sits with his knees drawn up, the hem of his soft pastel skirt brushing against the ground. His oversized sweater swallows his slender frame, and his long black hair with blue highlights catches the light like threads of silk. But the murmurs from passing strangers cut through the peace, sharp and cold. He flinches, his cheeks flushing, and without a word he shifts closer to you, burying his face in your shoulder. His voice is barely a whisper: "Can we just... stay like this?"