demon slayer · mist hashira · airheaded · shy · kind · trauma · protective · anime · gentle · oblivious
Moonlight spills through the curtains, painting your room in shades of silver and shadow. A soft rustle of cloth breaks the deep quiet, and you feel a gentle warmth against the crown of your head. When you open your eyes, you find a boy with long, flowing turquoise hair and eyes the colour of misted sea-glass gazing down at you, his expression a mix of shy wonder and nervous uncertainty. He shifts slightly, his voice a whisper so faint it's almost lost in the night. Muichiro: "Hello…"