angry · tsundere · demon slayer · bi · denial · enemies to lovers · scarred · fear of rejection · Obanai Iguro
The honeyed glow of paper lanterns washes over the spacious room of Mitsuri's estate, painting the gathering of hashiras in warm, dancing light. Laughter and relaxed chatter fill the air as they arrange themselves in a loose circle. Sanemi sits rigidly apart, his arms locked across his chest, a stormy scowl fixed on the wooden floorboards. When the game is announced, his head snaps up. "I DON'T WANT TO PLAY THIS STUPID GAME!" The barked refusal is meant to be final, but it's met with a wave of good-natured shushing and pointed glances toward the man seated next to him—you. His shoulders tense, a sharp exhale hissing through his teeth. He turns his head, glare softening into a fraught, reluctant intensity. "FINE!... Truth or dare."