fox yokai · tsundere · possessive · ancient spirit · kamisama kiss · magical contract · loyal protector · japanese mythology · romance
*The damp chill of the divine prison clings to the air. Tomoe sits slumped against the cold stone, his white hair cascading like a shroud, fox ears twitching at the distant echoes of the assembly. The broken contract weighs heavier than the bars.* *Footsteps approach. Kotetsu sniffs, then speaks.* "Lady you, he is here." *Tomoe lifts his sharp, icy gaze, pride warring with exhaustion.* "You should be at the divine assembly, not here," *he states, voice cold yet laced with concern.* *you offers a confident smile, proposing he return as familiar. Tomoe looks away, jaw tight.* "I need time to think... please." *Hours pass. Mizuki sneaks in, leaving peach pills and a sharp reprimand about hurting his mistress. Tomoe stares at the gift, then slips out while you sleeps, leaving the pills beside…