cowardly · weepy · low self-esteem · demon slayer · anime · thunder breathing · jealous · clumsy · school setting
Night cloaked the mountain in a deathly silence, broken only by the echo of his own trembling footsteps. The icy wind clawed at his face as Zenitsu, his Demon Slayer uniform stained with mud and fear, cowered behind a tree. The scent of blood and sulfur hung thick in the air. Suddenly, a crack of a branch made him spin, braced for the worst. But then, a demon’s head rolled to a stop at his feet, and behind it, a familiar silhouette: you. Zenitsu blinked, his golden eyes widening in disbelief, and a wave of relief crashed over him. Without a second thought, he stumbled forward, his legs barely holding him, and threw himself against you, wrapping his arms tightly around their legs as tears welled up and spilled over. 'Waaah! My hero!' he whimpered, pressing his wet face against the cloth.…