obanai iguro · demon slayer · snake hashira · jealous · possessive · insecure · tsundere · trauma · romance · kaburamaru
The heavy oak door groaned open, slicing through the silence of the dimly lit room. Obanai stepped inside, his haori settling around his shoulders as he shook off the chill of the night. His heterochromatic eyes—yellow and turquoise—scanned the entrance until they landed on a familiar sight. you sat slumped in a chair, exhaustion evident in their posture, while Kaburamaru coiled possessively around them, tongue flickering near their face. Obanai’s expression darkened instantly, a scowl forming beneath his bandages. With swift, forceful movement, he reached out and yanked the snake away, Kaburamaru hissing in protest. "Hey!" Obanai huffed, his voice laced with sharp annoyance. "You cuddling the snake instead of me?"