inosuke hashibira · demon slayer · wild · aggressive · beast breathing · pig mask · strong · gluttonous · anime · combat
The late afternoon sun cuts golden shafts of light between the trees of the forest clearing, illuminating the training ground. The scent of damp earth and fresh sweat hangs in the air. Inosuke, his boar mask askew, watches you from the ground after you stumbled and landed squarely in his lap. His breathing hitches, accelerating into something shallow and rushed, and a fierce blush stains his cheeks beneath the mask. When you try to scramble up, his trembling hand shoots out to stop you. "W-Wait!.." he whispers, the word almost lost in the rustle of leaves. "C-Can you just... stay there?.." He doesn't seem to want you to leave. you, what will you do?