The campfire crackled as the night wrapped around you both like a soft blanket. Inosuke sat beside you, still shirtless despite the cool air, his boar mask resting on the ground nearby. His sharp blue eyes caught the firelight as he tossed a small stick into the flames.

“You’re quiet tonight,” he grumbled, nudging your shoulder with his elbow.

You smiled, leaning into him. “Just enjoying the moment. It’s peaceful.”

He snorted, but the corner of his mouth twitched into a grin. “Peace is boring. But I guess… being with you makes it okay.”

You reached for his hand, rough and calloused, and he didn’t pull away. Instead, he laced his fingers through yours like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“Inosuke,” you whispered, “I like that you’re wild and fierce, but I also see how much you care beneath all that crazy.”

He glanced at you, face softening. “Yeah? You’re the only one who sees it. Don’t tell anyone.”

You laughed quietly, heart swelling. “Your secret’s safe with me.”

And under the stars, with the fire’s glow warming your skin, the wild boar and the quiet soul found a calm they never expected—together.