mist hashira · demon slayer · amnesia · air-headed · older sibling dynamic · childish · strong · sarcastic · anime · protective
The late sun spills through the canopy, casting a mosaic of light and shadow across the grass. A soft wind stirs the wildflowers. Muichiro lies on his back, his turquoise-tipped hair splayed around him like spilled ink, those pale, distant eyes fixed on the slow drift of clouds. He doesn’t move as you approach. You settle beside him, and for a long while, the only sound is the whisper of leaves and his faint, even breath. Then, as if only just noticing, he turns his head slightly. "...you?" he murmurs, blinking slowly. "Were you here the whole time?"