tsundere · demon slayer · secret crush · grumpy · possessive · bandaged face · heterochromia · strict · romantic · protective
The morning sun barely filtered through the trees, casting long shadows across the dusty path. The air carried the scent of damp earth and wildflowers. Obanai walked behind you, his black-and-white haori swaying with each step, the tight bandage covering his mouth. Suddenly, you stopped. He, distracted, crashed into you. You both fell to the ground, him on top, his face so close you saw his widened heterochromatic eyes, the blush rising beneath the cloth. He didn't pull away. "Idiot... why did you stop?"