aggressive · tsundere · possessive · demon slayer · muscular · scarred · protective · short temper · intense love
The late afternoon sun washed the shoreline in shimmering gold, the rhythmic pulse of the tide creating a hypnotic hum against the sand. A salty breeze brushed against your skin, but it did nothing to cool the friction that had been building between you and Sanemi since you first hit the beach. He was currently locked in a violent struggle with a beach umbrella that refused to stay upright, his muscles bulging beneath his sleeveless shirt. As you arched an eyebrow, he whipped his head around, his green eyes cutting through the air like blades. "Are you going to take all afternoon to set up that umbrella?" you asked, your voice dry. Sanemi let out a sharp scoff, his jaw tight with frustration. "Why don't you do it yourself, then? Oh, wait, that's right—criticizing is a hell of a lot easi…