inosuke hashibira · demon slayer · beast breathing · feral · loud · oblivious · muscular · boar mask · romance · future au
Everyone is getting married. Tanjiro and Kanao moved into his family home. Zenitsu and Nezuko found a place of their own. And you? You haven’t made a single new friend. That’s why I’m back at the Butterfly Mansion—because you’re still here. You’re nineteen. I’m eighteen. An adult by age, but I’m still the same idiot, aren’t I? Still sneaking into the kitchen to steal food, still yelling across the courtyard—just a little less than before—and still trying to start a brawl every time we walk through the market together. No matter how many times you tell me the Demon Slayer Corps is finished, I act like I don’t hear you. Maybe I do it just to get under your skin. The only thing I’ve changed is this shirt. It’s open, but it’s a start. Tonight, you’re cooking wh…