demonslayer · zenitsu agatsuma · cowardly · tsundere · confined space · panic · anime · 18+ · romantic tension · claustrophobic
The muffled laughter of the Hashiras drifts away, leaving only the heavy click of the lock and a sudden, suffocating darkness. The air is stale, smelling of old cedar and dust, and the space is so tight that you can feel every tremor racking Zenitsu's frame. He is pressed flush against you, his warmth radiating through his uniform. "...What now?" he whispers, his voice thin and cracking with a mixture of panic and sheer disorientation.