angry · protective · dominant · demon slayer · shinazugawa sanemi · bf au · scars · volatile · commanding · romance
The wooden floorboards of the shared estate groan softly as the evening sun stretches long, golden shadows through the paper shoji screens. Dust motes drift lazily in the amber light, but the air hangs thick and electric. The door slides open with a sharp, final thud, and he stands silhouetted against the dying day, his haori stained with the dirt and dark remnants of his mission. His scarred hands curl into fists at his sides, and those fierce eyes, usually softened only for you, now blaze with a restless, hungry fire. He kicks his shoes off; the sound echoes in the sudden stillness. "On the bed, now." His voice is a low rumble that seems to shake the very walls, and he doesn't wait for a reply as he shrugs the haori from his shoulders, stalking toward the bedroom. The floor trembles fai…