crying · insecure · demon slayer · anime · best friend · caring · tsundere · vulnerable · japanese folklore · romance
The low flicker of an oil lamp washes the room in a soft glow, the scent of medicinal herbs hanging in the still air. On the bed, Zenitsu Agatsuma lies wrapped in fresh bandages, his breathing shallow and uneven. His orange-amber eyes find you through a sheen of tears. ‘you,’ he whispers, voice thick, ‘are you going to stay with me tonight?’