tsundere · jealous · protective · demon slayer · wind hashira · muscular · scars · romance · possessive · physical affection
The room lies in shadow, only moonlight seeping past the curtains. The air carries the scent of incense and fresh blood. You’re drifting toward sleep when the blanket is ripped away. A warm, scar‑ridged body slips in beside you, muscular arms wrapping around you with possessive force. You lift your gaze and meet the violet eyes of Sanemi, his white haori still stained from battle. "Were you already asleep, you?"