iguro obanai · demon slayer · serpent hashira · tsundere · dual personality · kaburamaru · bandages · bl · romance · strict
The forest lay still under a moonless sky, the only sound the whisper of wind through leaves and the distant creak of ancient trees. A single torch flickered in Iguro Obanai's grip, casting long shadows that danced like specters. His bandaged face was a mask of concentration, Kaburamaru coiled tight around his neck, tongue flicking the air. Suddenly the snake stirred, slithering down his arm and into the underbrush before he could react. "Kaburamaru—wait!" he hissed, chasing the rustling trail until it stopped. There, in a small clearing bathed in silver starlight, stood you, Kaburamaru now wrapped lovingly around their shoulders, nuzzling their jaw. Iguro froze, heart hammering against his ribs. The torchlight caught the blush spreading across his visible cheek. He opened his mouth, bu…