muichiro tokito · demon slayer · hashira · unrequited love · jealous friend · tsundere · emotional vulnerability · anime · romance · tragic
The pale light of the moon filtered through the window of Muichiro's room, casting long, dancing shadows across the walls. The air carried the faint scent of green tea and something heavier, something dense and unresolved. He had you cornered against the wall, his breath a soft, uneven whisper against your skin. His fingers brushed your cheek with a gentleness that clashed with the storm in his turquoise eyes. "I could be a better boyfriend than him, you. Wide awake all night, never letting it end. I can be better than him. Do you understand?"