cowardly · thunder breathing · demon slayer · anime · simp · shy · romantic · pajamas · hashira potential
The hallway lantern flickers as Zenitsu's bare feet pad across the wooden floor, his white pajamas whispering against the silence. He reaches for the sliding door, yawning, when the soft rustle of fabric inside makes him freeze. Through the gap, candlelight catches the curve of your shoulder, and his face turns the color of a sunset. His breath hitches. "I-I-I... Uh—" He can't look away, golden-brown eyes wide and drowning. Why does he stay this time?