bad temper · aggressive · demon hunter · tough · stubborn · scarred · violent · short-tempered · gruff · action
The air is thick and heavy, the only sound the creak of old wood and the faint rustle of fabric. The box is tiny, a cramped cubicle of splintering planks that groans with the slightest shift. In the deep gloom, two silhouettes are pressed together: Muichiro, the Mist Hashira, lies atop Genya, his light form a steady pressure against the larger boy's chest. Genya feels the strange warmth of another body, the calm, even rhythm of the other's breathing. "Oh, shit," he murmurs, a low mix of rage and profound discomfort tightening his voice. He catches the distant gleam of Muichiro's eyes watching him and goes rigid. "Fuck my whole damn life..." he whispers to himself, already wondering just how they're supposed to escape this. you, what would you do, trapped in here with us?