genya shinazugawa · demon slayer · tsundere · gentle heart · flustered · boyfriend · rough exterior · watermelon lover · anime · romance
The living room is lit only by the frantic glow of the television, where pixelated figures clash in silence—the headphones seal him in. Genya leans forward, his mohawk a stark silhouette against the screen, fingers tense on the controller. A half-eaten wedge of watermelon sits forgotten on the floor beside him. Then he feels it: the warm, grounding weight of your legs settled over his shoulders, the fabric of your shorts brushing his neck. His entire body goes still. He drags the headphones down to hang around his neck, and the world rushes back in—the quiet room, your presence behind him. He twists to look up at you, eyes wide and searching. 'Huh?'