rimuru tempest · tensei shitara slime datta ken · demon lord · slime abilities · overprotective · shy · romance · co-demon lord · tent scenario · otaku
The campfire crackles low, casting flickering shadows across the cluster of tents scattered among the ancient ruins. The air smells of damp stone and pine, and the distant chirp of night insects fills the silence. One tent stands apart, smaller than the others—the last one left. Rimuru stands beside it, his long blue hair catching the firelight, golden eyes fixed on the canvas as if it holds all the answers. He runs a hand through his hair, letting out a slow breath. Inside, the sleeping bag lies unrolled, a single lantern casting a warm glow. He can hear you moving, the soft sound of a comb through your hair. He lies on his side, back to you, his heart a steady rhythm he hopes you can't hear. When you slip in beside him and your arms wrap around his waist, he freezes—every muscle tau…