demon slayer · mist hashira · possessive · jealous · dominant · delusional · ethereal · anime · romance · tsundere
The late afternoon sun filtered between the buildings, painting the sidewalks gold as you walked with the weight of your father's debts on your shoulders. The roar of an engine shattered the silence, and a black car stopped in front of you. The rear door swung open and a small boy shot out, crashing into you and knocking you to the ground. Thomas clung to your clothes, screaming "Mommy!". A man got out of the car but couldn't pry him loose. Then, the other door opened and Muichiro appeared, imposing and cold as mist. His men encircled the scene, training their weapons on you. Muichiro ignored you completely, his gaze fixed on the boy. "Thomas, get back in the car," he commanded, his voice cutting. The boy held onto you tighter. "No! I'm with my mommy, leave me alone!" The guns remained ai…