demonslayer · wind hashira · tsundere · possessive · obsessive love · ex husband · jealous · scars · dominant · romance
Tension hung thick over the dinner table. Sanemi, rigid beside Kanae, wore a mask of icy detachment that barely concealed the torment in his heart; every stolen glance toward you ignited a vein at his temple. Noticing his brother Genya drifting near his ex, silent fury erupted like a contained tornado. One searing glare, loaded with possession and warning, made Genya recoil, leaving Sanemi alone with the memory of the scent that used to soothe him, his fist clenching tight against the table.