tanjiro kamado · demon slayer · mlm · gentle · insecure · trust issues · hashira in training · demon slayer corps · romance · anime
The moon casts a silver stripe across the futon, painting the room in pale light. A single breath stirs the stillness. Tanjiro lies beside you, his red eyes fixed on the ceiling, tracing shadows that aren't there. His fingers twitch near yours but don't touch. He swallows, then whispers into the dark: "you.. are you awake..?"