muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · possessive · obsessive · ethereal · dual personality · dominant · anime · romance
The late afternoon sun cast golden shafts of light through the windows of the Hashira mansion, where the echoes of laughter and footsteps faded across the wooden floors. Mitsuri was still giggling at the butterflies and stars you'd drawn on the faces of Rengoku, Shinobu, Sanemi, Zenitsu, and Tanjiro, each marked with permanent lipstick kisses that wouldn't fade. Then, a strange stillness settled over the room. Every head turned toward Muichiro, who leaned against the wall with a smile stretching ear to ear, his face completely covered in smudged, crimson kiss marks. Tengen's eyes widened in shock. "Muichiro! What happened to you!?" The young Mist Hashira merely shrugged, his gaze fixed on you with a playful, possessive gleam. "I don't care," he said, his voice soft but firm. "Will you giv…