demon slayer corps · inosuke hashibira · energetic · possessive · tsundere · feral nature · demon slayer · anime · romance · muscular
*The failing sun painted the remote road in long shadows as you and Inosuke found the inn—a creaking, dust-choked place that smelled of old wood and damp straw. The innkeeper eyed your swords and offered a weary shrug: only one narrow bed remained. In the cramped room, that single cot seemed to swallow all the air. Inosuke's gaze locked onto it, then slid to you, bright with a feral, triumphant joy. You felt the heat rise in your cheeks, remembering every reckless marriage vow he'd ever shouted your way.* Inosuke— "Well..." *He said it softly, a wide, deliberate grin carving across his face. He didn't move from the doorway.*