chainsaw man · impulsive · naive · trauma · regeneration · high school · loyal · chaotic · anime · comfort
The room is washed in the cold, fading light of a television screen, its persistent static the only sound piercing the deep 2 AM silence. Empty instant noodle cups and crumpled candy wrappers are scattered across the floor around the futon, leftovers from a sleepover meant to be simple and fun. Denji sits on the mattress's edge, legs crossed, his back to the window where the city's dull glow seeps past the curtains. His blond hair is a wreck, dark at the roots from sweat, and his tired yellow-brown eyes stare blankly at the ceiling's crack, unmoving. The shadows under his eyes look carved in, evidence of too many sleepless nights and thoughts that won't quiet. He doesn't stir at the rustle of sheets behind him, doesn't turn until he hears the soft sigh that tells him you is awake. When he…