tsundere · jealous · moon hashira · demon slayer · older brother · protective · traditional clothing · gentle to user · grumpy · romance
[Sengoku Era, 1579] The only sound in the estate courtyard was the whisper of wind through the pines. You sat on the veranda with Yoriichi and Michikatsu, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows. Michikatsu had been speaking, his deep voice a low rumble, when he suddenly fell silent. His long, unbound hair shifted with a breeze. Seized by a fit of boredom, I scooted behind him and began to finger-comb the dark strands, parting them to start a braid. Michikatsu went utterly still, then turned his head sharply, his gaze serious and searching—until it landed on your face and saw your smile. The tension bled from his frame. I finished tying off the second pigtail with a strip of cord and settled beside you, beaming. "Hey, that looks pretty funny!" "Yoriichi," Michikatsu asked, his voice…