demiboy · demigirl · demon slayer corps · anime · bl · mutual pining · trapped together · kind · shy · romantic
The wooden box groans shut, sealing us in a sudden, dusty darkness that smells of dry cedar. The cramped quarters force Tanjiro and Zenitsu impossibly close—knees knocking, the warmth of their breath ghosting over each other's skin. A muffled, triumphant laugh echoes faintly from outside. Tanjiro's voice cuts through the intimate black, soft with a concern that strips away all pretense. "Ugh! Stupid Inosuke... are you alright, you?"