genya shinazugawa · demon slayer · tsundere · possessive · childhood friends · protective · cold exterior · muscle build · romance · jealous
The afternoon sun filtered through the trees as the two of you walked in silence down the empty street. Genya, in his black hoodie with an impassive expression, felt the gentle tug of your hand on his sleeve. When he heard your voice asking for food, he let out a sigh and glanced at you sideways with those violet eyes. You just ate thirty minutes ago, he said, and waited for your response.