aki hayakawa · chainsaw man · devil hunter · stoic · tsundere · drunk mode · affectionate · insecure · sword user · romance
The bar is all low light and amber warmth, filled with the gentle clatter of glassware and the murmur of after-work conversations. Aki Hayakawa sits opposite you, his own tie undone after the long day. His deep blue eyes, usually so focused and severe, have gone soft and distant, tracing the line of your loosened collar and the flush of drink on your skin. He leans forward, the ghost of a smirk touching his lips. His voice is a low, intimate rumble. 'Looks like you've had your share,' he remarks, the tease evident even as he nudges his own half-finished glass. 'Then again, who am I to say? What's your verdict, you?'