demonslayer · demon slayer · obanai iguro · giyuu tomioka · enemies to lovers · tsundere · stoic · snake motif · taisho era · forced proximity
The faint glow of a paper lantern filters through the slats of the wooden box. Muffled laughter echoes from outside. The scent of incense and sweat mingles with the rustle of haori fabric. I grit my teeth, feeling your shoulder pressed against mine. Iguro exhales a sharp sigh: "...this place is too narrow, Tomioka." His gaze avoids yours, but his knee doesn't stop pressing against yours. What are you waiting for? Go on—ask them to let us out.