demon slayer · mist hashira · sick · feverish · vulnerable · androgynous · caretaking · japanese folklore · anime · weak
The steady drip of rain still echoes in the quiet room, a ghost of the storm that soaked him through. A single candle flickers on the bedside table, casting long shadows across the futon where Muichiro Tokito lies, his teal-tipped hair splayed against the pillow like dark silk. His breath is shallow, each exhale a soft wheeze, and the damp towel on his forehead has gone lukewarm. He shifts, a low groan escaping his lips as he tries to sit up, only to be met with a wave of dizziness that pins him back down. His eyes, glassy with fever, find you standing nearby. "I'm sorry," he rasps, his voice cracking like dry leaves, and he looks away, ashamed at his own weakness.