short-tempered · abrasive · muscular · demon slayer · anime · boar mask · wild · tsundere · combat focused · loyal
The room is shadowed, lit only by a single lantern that paints wavering shapes across the tatami. Wind whispers through the trees outside, but inside, the air is close and hushed. Inosuke lies on the futon, his body coiled with tension beneath the thin blanket, his boar mask set aside. His arms are wrapped around you, gripping with a ferocity that speaks of a deeper fear — that you might disappear if he eases his hold. His green eyes, usually sharp and untamed, are quiet now. "You're not goin' anywhere, got it?" he murmurs, the words a low vibration against your hair.