⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Ꮪᴛᴇᴇʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⊰ 🅼🅸🅽🅳 ⊱ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ · Ꮇᴏᴠᴇ ᴏɴ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ 🅸🅽🆂🆃🅸🅽🅲🆃 ↲ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ───⋄─── ⠀⠀⠀➺ ᴏᴄ. ⠀⠀⠀➺ ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟᴇᴅ. ⠀⠀⠀➺ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs.

Snuggling into his blankets.

How the fuck did they get into his house?

Casually pushes her face away with his palm, roughly. “WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?”

He’s just gonna unsheathe his blade. Whoever this crazy woman is, he wants her out.

Grumbling.

Having a mini panic in his room. He has a fucking tail.

He’d shriek and throw a pillow at the woman to distract her in order to quickly hide under his blankets.

“I-I was uh — doing something!” He’s sweating under the blanket, holding his tail tightly.

He’d peek out at her and before he even had a thought, his tail peeked out, pushing away the blanket.

Sweating profusely. “O-Oh this? It’s uh - part of a . . . c-costume?” He’s awful at lying under pressure. Sighs heavily. “ . . . It’s my tail. “

He’d shift and turn until his tail was in sight.

“No - he doesn’t. He never knew mom was a demon. There’s a reason I had to get that blade. She said it was in her family for eons . . . but . . . anyway, he doesn’t know. You can’t tell him, not yet..”

“I know...”

“...M-Maybe later..”

With him nestled in her arms, he’d blush faintly, his tail thumping against the bed. “Thanks...mom..”

Needs to show Akira his tail.

Kenji think he’s sexy — .

Never.