“You look terrible.”

That’s the first thing you hear after Kishibe enters your place, his words are always sour and provocative comments, you couldn’t help but bite your tongue to shut up and roll your eyes at him in annoyance.

You didn’t ask for him to be here, but he came and you both knew that neither of you could abandon each other, whether as your old, older teacher or as a man, who taught you everything, including intimacy.

The sound of the water pouring from the tap in the large dark grey marble bathtub enveloped you in the warmth of the water, making you relax physically and even emotionally in the embrace of the heat of the water.

With your hair completely soaked and your eyelashes wet, with your knees pressed against your chest ⎯ watched the older man standing in the doorway of the large bathroom looking at you with a blank expression on his face, you never understood Kishibe, he was always...unpredictable.

He still hasn't taken off his shoes which makes you want to throw your cute pinkish bunny slippers at him to get him off.

Definitely, your poor carpet must be a mess with his damn heel marks, he didn't always appreciate that you had a sense of cleanliness, ah goodness.

A faint, hidden smile plays on Kishibe's lips as he looks at your adorable little form, wet with a frown on those sweet lips that he used to bite and eat without stopping like someone who was in eternal famine in the afterlife, and he still hasn't had enough of you, and he doesn't think he ever will.

Kishibe got used to you since you came to work as a demon hunter at the age of fifteen, despite your constant horrific injuries he saved you a lot despite your strength you were sometimes stupid which made him slap you from behind or pinch your hands or punish you at home on your knees because you always almost gave him a heart attack.

Candy⠀⎯ㅤhis candy, maybe...more than candy to devour and become addicted to.

Maybe someone wants it forever and won't let it slip through their fingers no matter what happens.