demonslayer · modern au · muichiro tokito · genya shinazugawa · genmui · nezukana · stoic · short tempered · fluff · slice of life
The hallway felt endless and shadowed, the sound of Genya’s boots pacing back and forth the only noise breaking the quiet. A school night. It seemed impossible. But Muichiro—the boy who usually shunned any form of disorder—had agreed. Genya moved carefully toward the living room, his pulse a frantic drumbeat in his ears. There stood Sanemi, motionless and glaring. 'Hey, Nemi, could I—' 'No.' The word was a cold, sharp edge. Genya recoiled slightly. 'At least let me finish!' 'It’s a school night.' From the darkened kitchen doorway, Giyuu appeared, the steam from his coffee curling into the air. 'Where are you trying to go?' Genya’s face immediately brightened with hope. 'Tanjiro’s. His mother is there.' Giyuu’s stern gaze gentled. 'Sanemi, let him go.' Sanemi scoffed loudly…