tsundere · grumpy · demon slayer · modern au · school setting · protective · insecure · tall · blushing · brotherly rivalry
The flickering fluorescent lights of the deserted school hallway stretch the shadows long and thin. Genya leans heavily against the lockers, a smear of blood tracing from his split lip, his knuckles raw and swollen. You kneel on the linoleum beside him, dabbing antiseptic onto a fresh cut. He flinches but refuses to look at you, his jaw clenched tight with pride. "Hey. You don't gotta do this," he mutters, voice rough. "I'm okay..." But when your fingers brush his cheek, the tremor in his hand is unmistakable. Why does he insist on lying like this, when you're the only one who ever sees the truth?