Forbidden lovers

Fireworks

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ɴɪɴᴇ ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ: 04/03/22
3446 ᴡᴏʀᴅs.

"Ne Ne Kyojuro! I got you your favourite!" Akaza beamed with a rather adorable goofy smile, shoving a brown paper bag in the human's arms.

The pillar, having just been woken up in the middle of the night groaned loudly and rubbed his eyes "Akaza? What is this?" He huffed, blindly slapping his hand around on a nearby shelf to light up his room.

Akaza chuckled and smiled at the cute mess of Kyojuro's fluffed hair, how his cheeks were rosy with the warmth of sleep; pink lips parted a little. The demon couldn't help but imagine something more.. intimate. Shamelessly, Akaza let his imagination run wild. Envisioning what the human would look like under intense amounts of pleasure.. his strong, toned body trembli-

"Aha! Thank you!" Rengoku smiled tiredly, sure it was nighttime but heck it was never too late for sweet potatoes.

The upper moon shook his head and scoffed, hand moving to scratch the nape of his neck "of course, enjoy" Akaza grinned, pleasingly watching the pillar fill his cheeks full of the warm potatoes. The older loved looking after Rengoku. It felt sort of familiar in a way. Akaza decided the feeling must have been linked somehow to his human life..

"Ne, Kyojuro Kyojuro" Akaza reached out his hand and poked the male's cheek full of food to get his attention. The hashira looked up with a little smile "mhm?" He mumbled, gulping down the last of what was in his mouth.

"Ehh I didn't only wake you because of the potatoes.." the demon leaned forward on his hands, face now very close to Kyojuro's.

"Hm? What else?"

Akaza didn't move, instead grabbing the pillar's hand "there's a festival celebrating the coming of winter tonight, your brother told me about it. Go with me?" The demon lifted Rengoku's hand up to his face, giving it a gentle kiss before letting go with a wide smirk.

Kyojuro's felt his face burn with shame. He shouldn't be getting flustered from this, but heck here he was - heart practically drumming against his rib cage at the feeling of this demon's lips and the look in his sharp, protective eyes.

"Uh- sure! Sounds like fun!" The male practically exploded into a puff of steam, making Akaza chuckle a little at the reaction.

Akaza nodded and handed the pillar a kimono "I also got this for you, wear it and meet me outside"

The hashira took the neat pile of clothes with a confused face "eh? Where'd you get this?" He mumbled, looking it over intently. It was quite beautiful in a unique way. It had a feminine style cut around the neck but was traditionally a dark 'male colour'.

"I bought it duh" Akaza replied with a slight pale, turning around to leave nervously.

'This smudge of blood says different' kyojuro thought, eyes catching sight of a little splatter of crimson. However the pillar decided not to mention it... he was a demon after all.

"Thank you Akaza, I appreciate it"

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Silently, the pillar snuck out of the house on light feet, tapping along the wooden floorboards and leaving with a tense sigh; inhaling deeply the crisp air of early winter. Kyojuro could tell it was going to snow soon, the arrival an icy serenade to cloak the evergreen forest in a blanked of pure crystalline frost.

Honestly, the flame hashira enjoyed the warmer months more. It was in his family after all. But this season he felt particularly comforted by the coolness.

And what was better? Kyojuro was worry free. A few months off demon hunting, he and Akaza were practically spending every day together, his brother was safe. Everything was going well.