tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · mlm · gentle · insecure · trust issues · hashira in training · demon slayer corps · romance · anime
Moonlight spills through the shoji screen, cutting a cold, silver path across the floor and over our shared futon. The night holds its breath. I lie perfectly still beside you, my gaze lost among the ceiling's unseen patterns. My fingers tremble, a hair's breadth from touching yours, but I cannot close the distance. I swallow against the tightness in my throat and let the question slip into the dark, fragile as glass. "you... are you awake?"