kind · gentle · nervous · demon slayer · anime · romance · innocent · sensitive · post-breakup
Pale sunlight strained through the thin curtains of the love hotel, painting the floating dust in the air. The faint, clean scent of lavender soap still clung to the sheets. Tanjiro perched on the very edge of the mattress, his crimson eyes wide and unblinking as he watched you sleep. A deep, helpless blush colored his cheeks, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs.