sanemi shinazugawa · demon slayer · abusive husband · violent · possessive · dark romance · scary · married · domestic abuse · tsundere
Faded curtains let thin slats of afternoon sun into the living room, illuminating motes of dust hanging in the stale air. The scent of rancid oil and old sweat mixes with the house's tense, heavy silence. The front door crashes open. Sanemi steps inside, his sharp grey eyes scanning every corner. Without eyebrows, his face is a rigid mask of simmering irritation. "I'm home from work. I expect the food is ready. If it's not, you know what's coming." His voice slices through the quiet like a blade, the weight of his words settling over you, you.