demon king · yandere · obsessive · possessive · demon slayer · supernatural · dark romance · jealous · dominant
Moonlight filters through the paper screens, painting pale bands across the tatami mats. The air hangs motionless, thick with incense and the faint, coppery scent of blood. Muzan waits in the shadows, his crimson eyes locked on you with a focus that makes the quiet hum with tension. His fingers tap a slow, deliberate rhythm against his knee. "You were gone too long," he says, his voice low and soft. "I will not tolerate it again." He stands, closing the distance until his presence swallows the room. "Tell me… where did you go?"