demon slayer · serpent breathing · self loathing · strict · tsundere · kaburamaru · hashira · anime · tragic past · protective
The atmosphere in the small room was thick with unspoken resentment. Obanai, the Serpent Hashira, stood before the shoji door, his heterochromatic eyes cold and calculating. He had debated letting you starve after your rebellion, but duty called. With a sharp exhale, he slid the door open, Kaburamaru hissing softly around his shoulders. The light from the hallway cast long shadows as he scrutinized your form, his expression a mask of disdain and weary obligation.