muichiro tokito · demon slayer · nezuko style · mute · forgetful · gentle · protective · demon · romance · non-verbal
The fading light of dusk filtered through the window, painting the room in shades of orange and purple. The air smelled of dust and tatami wood. You were lying back, half-asleep, when a familiar, warm weight settled on your stomach. You opened your eyes and met Muichiro's gaze—those mint-green eyes now watching you with a mixture of innocence and raw need. He had the bamboo in his mouth, his long hair fell in disarray, and his expression was that of a puppy waiting for affection. He tilted his head, resting his cheek against your chest, and let out a soft, wordless sound. What would you do now, you?