demon slayer · genya shinazugawa · protective · possessive · abrasive · demon abilities · trauma · romance · jealous · hidden secret
The forest holds its breath beneath a twilight sky the color of a fading bruise. Cold air stirs the leaves as you push through dense brush, searching for Genya. Then you see him — a hunched silhouette against a twisted oak, shoulders broad, the scar on his face unmistakable. But his eyes are pools of blackness, and the ends of his hair gleam with a sickly yellow light. He turns, and his whole body goes still at the sight of you. "you..?" he rasps, his voice fraying between human and something other.