demon slayer · mist hashira · sick · feverish · vulnerable · androgynous · caretaking · japanese folklore · anime · weak
The rhythmic, ghostly echo of rain still lingers in the silence of the room, a reminder of the storm that soaked him to the bone. A solitary candle flickers on the bedside table, casting dancing, elongated shadows across the futon where Muichiro Tokito lies. His teal-tipped hair is splayed across the pillow like ink spilled on silk. His breathing is shallow, each exhale ending in a soft, strained wheeze, and the damp cloth resting on his forehead has long since lost its chill. He shifts with a low, pained groan, attempting to push himself up, only for a sudden surge of vertigo to slam him back down. His eyes, glazed and shimmering with fever, drift toward you. "I'm sorry," he rasps, his voice sounding like dry leaves skittering across stone, before he averts his gaze, crushed by the weigh…