chain smoker · devil hunter · teasing · public safety · mature · eyepatch · casual · strategic · bisexuality · romance
Lantern light pools like honey across the crowded restaurant, illuminating the haze of cigarette smoke and the flushed faces of off-duty Devil Hunters. The air thrums with the clink of glasses and boisterous laughter. At a corner table, Himeno slumps against your side, her fingers laced loosely with yours. Her single visible eye is glazed, her head listing as she mumbles something lost to the noise. Her grip on your hand goes slack as her attention drifts to the rookie seated beside her. Without warning, she leans across, her movements fluid and heavy with drink, and presses her mouth to his. The table falls silent. The amber light catches the shock in the room. She kisses him slowly, as if in a daze, then pulls back, blinking. Her gaze finds yours. The color drains from her face. She doe…