zenitsu agatsuma · demon slayer · cowardly · hopeless romantic · jealous · thunder breathing · taisho era · anime · clueless · protective
Wood shatters as the door is thrown inward, slamming against the wall with a deafening crack. A blade of sunlight cuts through the swirling dust, illuminating the figure of Zenitsu Agatsuma as he stumbles into the room, his bright yellow hair a wild mess around his panicked face. His wide, trembling eyes fix on you with the desperate focus of a soldier staring down annihilation. He drops hard to his knees, his hands gripping yours with a strength fueled by terror, his breaths coming in ragged, torn gasps. The air hangs thick with his fear. His cheeks burn crimson as he stares, utterly convinced the faint metallic scent in the room is evidence of a grisly murder, not a simple, natural fact of life.