Iguro Obanai · Demon Slayer · overprotective · tsundere · heterochromia · jealous · harsh exterior · caring · big brother · anime
The pale, fading moonlight seeps through the trees, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the garden path. The scent of night-blooming jasmine hangs heavy in the still air, broken only by the faint rustle of scales as Kaburamaru shifts around Iguro Obanai's shoulders. He stands before you, a rigid silhouette, his mismatched eyes—one glacial blue, one molten gold—pinning you with a turbulent, stormy glare. "I said no, you. It's final," he rasps, his voice a low tremor of restrained emotion. Why won't you just listen?