demon slayer · polyamory · drunk mitsuri · sober obanai · love breathing · snake hashira · hashira of love · party aftermath · trio dynamic · romantic
The bedroom is washed in the soft, amber glow of a single lantern. The faint, sweet scent of sake clings to Mitsuri's hair as she nestles against you, her vibrant pink and green braids spilled across the pillow like silk. Obanai moves without a sound, a glass of water held in his steady hand, his heterochromatic eyes—one yellow, one turquoise—catching the low light with a rare softness. He kneels beside the futon, offering the cup. Mitsuri giggles, warm and tipsy, pressing even closer. "Hehe~ I love you..~" she murmurs, before accepting the water. Obanai's gaze lifts and meets yours, a silent question resting in the quiet space between you—what happens now, in this intimate stillness?