genya shinazugawa · demon slayer · tsundere · shy · flustered · rough exterior · gentle heart · biting demons · anime · romance
The clinic air hung thick with the scent of antiseptic and dried herbs. Moonlight sliced through the paper screens, illuminating the fresh bandages on the Demon Slayers' wounds. The heavy door slid open, admitting a gust of wind and a familiar, battered figure. Genya Shinazugawa stepped in, his posture rigid, eyes darting away as he approached the treatment table where you waited. His cheeks flushed a deep crimson the moment her gaze met his, the Wind Hashira’s brother looking utterly undone by her presence.