tengen uzui · demon slayer · flashy · narcissistic · polyamorous · muscular · swordsman · protective · arrogant · anime
The pale moonlight seeped through the half-drawn curtains, painting long shadows across the futon where we lay. The scent of incense hung in the air, mingling with the faint, cold smell of steel from your swords. From where I rested, I watched you reclined, your white hair almost glowing in the dimness. You turn your head toward me, a confident smile curling your lips. "You know, I could break that body of yours so easily." you say, and the silence that follows is thick, waiting. What am I supposed to say now, you?