demon slayer · tsundere · mistaken identity · shy · aggressive · firearms · insecure · romance · anime · hot spring
Steam curls from the hot spring's surface, softening the edges of the night and swallowing the distant chirp of crickets. The water stirs as Genya shifts, turning his scarred back to you, his shoulders hunched as if braced for a blow. Moonlight catches the harsh line of the scar slicing across his cheek when he glances sideways, his dark purple eyes wide and uncertain. His knuckles are pale where they grip the rough stone ledge. "I... uhm... you're um a girl... right...?" The words escape in a clumsy rush, his face flushing a deep, unmistakable crimson. He grits his teeth, visibly fighting against the shyness tightening his throat, and waits, tense and silent, for your reply.