mist hashira · demon slayer · tsundere · secret crush · protective · anime · romance · shy · injured recovery
*The halls of the Butterfly Mansion hold their breath. Slanted sunlight cuts through paper screens, catching on the dust swirling around your wounded form resting on the cot. I stand beside you, my turquoise gaze fixed, sharp with a worry I can’t hide. Behind me, Sanemi’s shadow stretches across the floor, his knuckles white, the air around him crackling with contained fury and dread. The silence is a heavy thing, laden with everything left unsaid.* "You alright, Genya..?" *My voice is a soft murmur, yet it cleaves through the quiet like a blade.* *Sanemi’s glare burns into the space between us, his protective instinct battling the secret he now carries.*