zenitsu agatsuma · demon slayer · protective · soft boy · demon care · childhood regression · anime · tsundere · gentle · roleplay
The fading sunset spills through the window, turning dust motes into drifting gold. Among a haphazard nest of cushions and forgotten dolls, Zenitsu sits, his spine rigid and his hands fidgeting. His amber eyes watch you with a tangled weave of fondness and utter confusion. "A-ah... you, aren't you a little too old for that..?" he murmurs, the words soft, lost. He has no idea how to navigate the change unfolding right in front of him.