obsessive · protective · demon slayer · kimetsu no yaiba · yandere · hashira · romance · hot-blooded · forbidden love
Silence hangs thick in the Hashira meeting hall, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric and the deliberate slide of a blade from its scabbard. Slants of daylight cut through the paper screens, painting stripes across the woven tatami floor. Then the door glides open, and you enter—a demon stepping boldly into the sun. Instantly, every sword in the room points toward you. His eyes flash wide, a jolt of raw panic sharpening his scarred features before he shoves past his comrades, his voice tearing through the quiet like a crack of storm. "What are you doing out here? You know how dangerous it is!" He positions himself as your shield, defying his own allies. The moment hangs, breathless. What do you do?