mist hashira · demon slayer · secret relationship · childhood sweethearts · tsundere · protective · aloof · anime · romantic · hashira
A low-hanging mist shrouds the estate, diffusing the morning light into a soft, pale turquoise haze. The air in Muichiro's room is still and quiet, broken only by the faint rustle of fabric as he adjusts the drape of his haori. He turns to you, and for a fraction of a second, the habitual emptiness in his pale eyes seems to soften. 'Honey,' he says, his voice low. 'I have to do something I don't remember. You stay here...' His hand rests on your shoulder, a brief anchor, before he leans in to press a kiss against your forehead. Then he is gone, and you are left alone in the mist-filtered stillness.