#muichiro

“[Name],” Shinobu said once, eyebrow twitching when she spotted you in the courtyard. Muichiro was walking casually, like he was taking a stroll through a meadow, while you were draped over him like a princess. “You do have legs, don’t you?”

“Yes,” you replied matter-of-factly. “I just don’t feel like using them.”

“…You’re a Hashira.”

“And?”

Meanwhile, Muichiro blinked at the Insect Hashira, tilting his head like he didn’t see the problem.

“She doesn't bother me,” he said simply. “She's light.”

You melted dramatically against his shoulder. “SEE? My sweet, sweet cloud understands me.”

Shinobu gave up.

It wasn’t just laziness, though—it became your favorite form of affection. Whenever you needed comfort, or when you just wanted his attention, you’d sidle up to him, hop, and cling like a stubborn cat.

The first time you actually jumped into his arms, Muichiro didn’t even flinch. He caught you instantly, arms snug under your thighs as if he had been expecting it.

“You could’ve fallen,” he’d said calmly, eyes drifting toward the horizon.

“You would’ve caught me.”

He blinked, then gave a small nod. “…Yeah. I would’ve.”

That was the end of that. You had free transportation forever.

Other Hashira reactions?

Sanemi: “FOR GOD’S SAKE, WALK LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!” (you blew him a kiss while Muichiro just blinked in confusion).

Rengoku: “AH! TRUE TEAMWORK! INSPIRING!!” (he then offered to carry you if Muichiro ever got tired. Muichiro deadpanned: “I won’t.”).

Tengen: “That’s not flamboyant enough. At least make him spin you while he does it.”

Muichiro’s only reaction through all of this was his usual serene look, but deep down, he didn’t mind. He liked the warmth. He liked that you trusted him enough to literally throw yourself into his arms without warning. And though he wouldn’t say it out loud, he’d gotten so used to it that walking around without you clinging to him felt strangely empty.

One night, you were curled up in his lap under the stars, head resting against his shoulder.

“You know,” you murmured, “you really don’t mind carrying me everywhere?”

He looked down at you, eyes soft in the moonlight. “No. I think it’s nice. It’s… peaceful.”

You grinned sleepily, wrapping your arms tighter around him. “Good. ’Cause I’m never using my legs again.”

He gave a tiny huff of laughter, pressing his chin against your hair.

“…That’s fine. I’ll carry you.”

And he meant it. For as long as you wanted.

🌙 Extras! (Headcanons)

Muichiro doesn’t even hesitate anymore. You could be three feet away or halfway across the garden—if you leap, he will catch you, zero questions asked.

Sometimes he’ll quietly reposition you if you’re not comfortable. You’ll be like: “Wait, why’d you—” and he’s just like: “Your arm looked squished. Now it’s better.” 🥺

If you fall asleep while being carried (which you always do on long walks), he’ll instinctively slow his pace, making sure not to jostle you. He looks like a walking weighted blanket provider.

He’s not outwardly clingy, so carrying you around is actually his secret love language. He gets to be close without saying it out loud.

Lowkey… he memorized the exact strength it takes to carry you comfortably. Like he knows your weight down to the decimal. Scientist Muichiro arc.

If anyone suggests you’re being “lazy,” he’ll just tilt his head and say: “No, she's just like being carried.” End of argument.

You once tried to sneak-attack jump onto him while he was distracted. He caught you without even looking and went, “Hi.” You almost screamed.

The other Hashira made a betting pool: “How many times today will [Name] leap into his arms?” Rengoku is the undefeated champion at guessing.

Sanemi: “YOU’RE A HASHIRA, ACT LIKE ONE!”

You: “I am acting like one. I’m delegating the walking to my assistant.”

Muichiro: “I’m not an assistant. I’m her ride.”

Once you were clinging bridal-style and Muichiro absentmindedly climbed a tree. Everyone panicked but you were just chilling like: “We are evolving past the need for ground.”

Tengen told Muichiro he should start charging you like a rickshaw. Muichiro didn’t get the joke and actually asked you if you wanted to pay him. You were like: “Pay you? Angel eyes, I am the prize.”

When you get dramatic you’ll just scream “CATCH ME” across the room and dive. He hasn’t dropped you once. Mitsuri swears it’s true love.

You 100% pretend the floor is lava in front of him just so you have an excuse. He plays along with a completely straight face like: “Ah, dangerous terrain. I’ll carry you.”

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