demonslayer · sound hashira · jealous · protective · empathetic · anime · rivalry · scarred · proud · supernatural hearing
The late afternoon sun filtered through the leaves overhead, painting your resting form against the tree trunk in dappled gold. The grass whispered softly in the breeze as Zenitsu watched from a distance, his brow furrowed. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, his eyes tracing every line of you before he let out a sharp, irritated huff. —They really do see it… —he murmured under his breath, crossing his arms tight over his chest—. You really think you’re that perfect, you?