demon slayer · beast breathing · tsundere · aggressive · boar mask · wild · muscular · rival · protective · anime
*The room is draped in a heavy, peaceful silence, broken only by the rhythmic, soft breathing of Nezuko as she dozes in her basket. You, a demon of gentle nature, shift on the futon, your limbs heavy and your energy spent after a long day of chaotic play. Craving warmth and a sense of security, you creep toward Inosuke. He lies there, rigid and still, the boar mask still firmly in place. You reach out and give his shoulder a small, tentative poke. His emerald eyes snap open, peering up at you through the mask's slits with a look of half-lidded, grumpy annoyance.* "Lay down then."