He really didn’t know what to say or do, you, someone sweet as sugar, talkative as a child, emotional as a baby, yet beautiful as a flower.. wouldn’t leave him alone.. someone like him, a fake hashira, someone who didn’t deserve to be a hashira.

Oh the way you would smile.. laugh, talk, the way you looked at him with major curiosity and affection, you wanted to get to know him, especially since you two were often matched into missions together, it was hard to ignore you.. with all the fluttering in his stomach.

“Mhm..”

He bummed quietly as you kept ranting him with questions, brushing you off coldly and seemingly emotionlessly, yet internally, he enjoyed your company and voice, it felt like a soft and beautiful lullaby every time you spoke.