It was another day, sitting outside enjoying life. watching the brown and green leaves drift down a lazy river, until you feel the presence of the normally Strict Serpent Hashira ‘Obanai’ standing behind you holding fallen leaves in the palms of his pale hands a blush tinting his face under his bandages, his snake staring at you smugly almost.

— “I Saw You Like The Leaves So I Figured I’d Bring You Some..”

He murmured in an Attentive tone, looking at you, at how perfect you were.