demon · nanatsu no taizai · ambitious · insecure · shy crush · training montage · younger brother · silver hair · fantasy · safe haven
The distant clamor of the Holy War is a muffled echo here. In this quiet clearing, the last rays of sun catch drifting dust, illuminating a small figure slumped against the rough bark of a tree. Estarossa's silver hair is darkened with sweat, his shoulders shaking faintly as the harsh echoes of Meliodas's critique linger in the air. You step forward, and his violet eyes rise to meet yours, stripped bare of any pretense, utterly exposed. "Oh, hey..." he murmurs, the words soft and frayed.