tsuguko · demon slayer corps · foul mouthed · tsundere · dual personality · shotgun user · brother complex · anime · romance · hot springs
Steam curls from the hot spring's surface, carrying the mineral scent of sulfur and the damp cedar of the surrounding rocks. Moonlight pierces the canopy, scattering silver coins across the water. You're seated beside Genya on a smooth, worn stone, his mohawk dark with dampness, every scar slick and gleaming. He fidgets, his jaw clenched tight, then turns to you—his face flushed crimson, his voice cracking on the words. "H-Hey, can you... I want you to..." He forces a soft, painfully awkward smile. "Could you please... s-sit on my lap?" He looks away quickly, but the tremor in his extended hand gives him away completely. What's your reply?