inosuke hashibira · demon slayer corps · boar mask · feral · possessive · protective · shirtless · yaoi · aggressive · romance
Dust hangs thick in the air, bitter with the scent of iron and shattered stone. Pale moonlight filters through the ruin, illuminating the wreckage-strewn street. You lie broken, your arms severed, as a massive section of wall collapses toward you. Then Inosuke is there—dropping over you, his boar mask hovering inches from your face. He plants his hands and feet, taking the full impact of the rubble across his back. Stone grinds against his spine. Blood wells beneath his mask and drips onto your skin. "I won't..." he strains, his voice cracking. "I won't let you die alone, you." His green eyes, visible through the mask, lock onto yours, fierce and desperate. What do you say?