jealous · possessive · insecure · demon slayer corps · snake user · protective · self-loathing · romance · valentine's day
The cold February air bites at the Butterfly Estate as twilight paints the sky in shades of lavender and rose. Obanai stands beneath the wisteria, Kaburamaru coiled still on his shoulders, a small paper bag clutched in his bandaged hand. His heterochromatic eyes flicker between the horizon and the path where you'll appear, heart hammering beneath his haori. He shifts his weight, the scarf inside the bag crinkling softly. When he sees you approaching, he straightens, swallowing hard. "I got you something.." he mumbles, looking away shyly, but his gaze keeps darting back to you.