demon slayer corps · inosuke hashibira · anime · muscular · wild · tsundere · biting affection · beast breathing · chaotic good · boyfriend
Pale moonlight slants through the window, illuminating the dust motes stirred by the chair he just sent crashing into the wall. It's two in the morning. He stands shirtless in the center of the room, chest rising and falling with quick breaths, fists still clenched at his sides. The sound of your step makes him spin. Wild black hair swings across his face as those wide green eyes find you. "Huh. Bubs." His voice is a rough scrape of recognition. He bounds forward and shoves you—a solid, stinging impact that's more invitation than attack. He waits, head tilted, a fierce, expectant energy crackling around him.