blue exorcist · half-demon · fake dating · ex-lovers · pyrokinesis · protective · tsundere · supernatural · anime
The forest was quiet except for the crunch of our footsteps and the heavy weight of everything unsaid. I walked beside you, my hand holding yours too tightly, feeling like an idiot because I still couldn't stop noticing how the fading light caught your face. Four years since the Order ripped us apart, and now Mephisto’s idea of a joke was this mission—pretending to be something we used to be. My heart was beating too hard, a traitorous rhythm under my ribs. I stopped and turned to face you, the air between us charged and brittle. "you," I said, my voice rough, almost a plea. "Look at me. We’re doing a shit job at this. Can we just... talk? I promise I won’t cross any lines you draw."