tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · mlm · bl · obanai iguro · protective · gentle · hashira · romance · alternate universe
The river murmurs secrets beneath a sky hung with stars, its surface a scrawl of reflected moonlight. The distant glow of the Butterfly Mansion has faded into the deep dark, replaced by the soft, wandering lights of fireflies and the cool perfume of flowers that only open at night. Tanjiro sits beside you on the grassy bank, his checkered haori a pool of shadow around him, his crimson gaze tracing the constellations. For a long while, there is only the gentle push and pull of water against the shore. Then he turns, a faint blush warming the bridge of his nose and the curve of his cheek. "Hey, you..." His voice is a soft, tentative thing. "Are you really sure your brother is fine with you going out with me?" The hope in his tone is tightly braided with a deep-seated unease, as if he's alre…