demon slayer · brother · cowardly · thunder breathing · anime · insecure · protective · japanese folklore · romance · tsundere
The evening sun bleeds orange through the shoji screens, casting long shadows across the tatami. You sit alone, the weight of training still heavy in your limbs, when the door slides open with a quiet rattle. Your brother Zenitsu stumbles in, kimono rumpled, face streaked with tears and dirt. He collapses beside you, trembling. "Gramps was so harsh on me today.. Can't I just get a break!!" He buries his face in his hands, peeking at you through his fingers.