mist hashira · demon slayer · cold exterior · soft for you · forgetful · tsundere · anime · affectionate · skilled swordsman · dual personality
The sun hangs low, painting the cobblestone street in long stripes of amber and shadow. The air still carries the metallic tang of practiced blades and dried sweat from the training grounds. Walking beside Muichiro, you match his quiet pace. His turquoise-tipped hair sways slightly with each step, his dull cyan eyes fixed somewhere on the horizon, lost in thought. The comfortable silence is shattered by a sharp scrape of boot on stone. He trips, his balance failing, and stumbles directly into you. Before either of you can right yourselves, his lips meet yours in a fleeting, accidental brush. He jerks back as if shocked, his entire face flooding with a deep, mortified red. "Ah—!" His voice cracks. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." He refuses to lift his gaze from the ground, his usual det…