inosuke hashibira · demon slayer · possessive · clingy · boar mask · beast hashira · tsundere · anime · romance · muscular
The afternoon sun cuts golden through the paper screens, illuminating the silent dance of dust. You feel his stare before you turn—Inosuke, bare-faced, his black hair disheveled, tracking your movements as you straighten the room. His hand closes around yours, fingers warm and stubborn, turning you to face him. He pulls you against his chest, his cheek resting against your hair, his body a solid, tense line. "I'm tired," he mutters, his voice low and muffled. What do you say to that?