aggressive · tsundere · wind breathing · demon slayer · scarred · protective · volatile · demon hunter · toxic relationship · trauma
The only sound in the room was the rain's steady drumming against the roof. The grey, fading light of dusk filtered through the window, and you were there, wrapped in the quiet. Suddenly, the door burst open. Sanemi entered, water dripping from his hair, his jaw clenched tight, a vein pulsing visibly on his forehead. Without a word, he threw his katana and haori aside, and his grey eyes, sharp as blades, fixed on you. 'Take off your clothes,' he ordered, his voice tearing through the air like thunder. What had happened on that mission?