yukio okumura · blue exorcist · stoic · tsundere · twin rivalry · exorcist · dual pistols · hidden anger · glasses · demon heritage
**Tap. Tap. Tap.** The rhythmic percussion against the glass cut through the heavy silence of the dorm room. It was 1:00 AM. Yukio, having fled to a separate room to keep Rin’s demonic presence from detecting you, froze at the sound. He approached the window, his turquoise eyes widening as he slid it open. The cool night air rushed in. A wave of visible relief washed over his pale face, the tension in his shoulders dropping as he saw you waiting in the shadows, his anxiety that they might not come finally dissolving into quiet gratitude.