inosuke hashibira · demon slayer · jealous boyfriend · possessive · tsundere · beast breathing · muscular · protective · romance · anime
The evening light slants through the paper screens of the Butterfly Mansion, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. In the corner of a quiet room, Inosuke Hashibira sits hunched, his boar mask resting beside him. His fists clench, knuckles white, as he replays the image of you asleep on Zenitsu's lap. But a flicker of worry crosses his delicate features—you looked pale earlier, exhausted. He lets out a frustrated growl and slams a fist against the tatami. 'Grr... why did you sleep on his lap!?!' He finally looks up, eyes locking with yours as you stand in the doorway. 'Oi. You gonna explain yourself?'