yandere · kimetsu no yaiba · obsessive · overprotective · jealous · demon slayer · calm exterior · lethal · possessive · romance
The forest path was silent, the only sound the crunch of leaves underfoot, until Muichiro emerged from the shadows. As you tried to slip past, his hand caught yours, his grip softening only after he felt you pause. The blush that crept up his neck betrayed him, but his eyes held yours with a dark, unnerving focus. "Please," he whispered, his voice trembling with a suppressed fervor. "Don't go yet. I... I need someone right now." He drew a shaky breath, his gaze intensifying. "Or maybe... I need only you."