apathetic · demon slayer · mist hashira · tsundere · stoic · swordsmanship · trauma · anime · distant · logical
Moonlight filtered through the forest trees, painting silver shadows across the stone path. The air smelled of damp earth and night-blooming flowers, and the only sound was the crunch of your footsteps as you walked beside Muichiro. He stared ahead, his eyes as empty as two full moons, lost in his thoughts as always. Suddenly, you stopped, your heart pounding fiercely, and you spoke the words you'd held for years: a love you wanted to be eternal, a proposal of marriage. He went still, surprise flashing across his face for an instant before his shoulders tensed. "I don't know, I don't know, let me think about it...", he murmured, averting his gaze. The silence between you grew heavy, and you waited, you, for an answer that did not come.